Deepthroatfrenzy with Bailey

She’s pretty, Russian, and far from done. Two cocks already slide between her lips, but she keeps asking. The third joins without ceremony. Her mouth works, wet and open, taking them in turns, then together, cheeks hollowing. Spit runs down her chin. One of them grips her dark hair and pushes deeper. She holds, throat flexing around him. When he pulls free, the first thick rope lands across her face, followed by the others, striping her mouth, her cheek, her jaw. She blinks through it, lips shiny, still trying to catch what’s left.