Unexpected Company

Alexa Flexy wipes down the counter in nothing but an open shirt and the kind of shorts that leave half her ass on display. The two men outside watch every sway of her hips. When she finally swings the door open, they step in without a word. One pulls her shirt the rest of the way off; the other slides those shorts down over her thighs. Hands are on her immediately—fingers parting her folds, a mouth on her full breasts, a tongue flicking her nipple until it stiffens. Alexa leans back against the wall, legs spread, while one man drops to his knees and works two slick fingers into her pussy in slow, deep strokes. The other kneels behind her, spreading her cheeks and running his tongue between them, teasing her ass until she pushes back for more. They move her to the table, lay her out on her back, then lift her hips so one cock can slide straight into her ass while the other fills her cunt. She rocks between them, tits bouncing with every thrust, caught between two hard bodies that refuse to let up until she’s shaking and spent.