Wild plays

Zafira and I switch into black latex that clings like a second skin. The sheets rustle under us as we test how far we can stretch the material before it snaps back. My hand slides between her thighs; her fingers find my zipper and drag it down. We taste each other slowly, breath fogging the glossy surface, until the need grows sharper. Two guys step in. One takes my mouth while the other presses behind Zafira. She bites her lip when he fills her, then moans louder as the second cock pushes against her other entrance. I watch her get taken at both ends while my own partner drives deeper. Latex squeaks. Sweat beads. We trade places, rotate, push each other open again and again, until every surface is slick and no one is left untouched.