Backstage with Lisa Rose

She came at us right after the credits, that blonde from the screen. She didn't say much. Just slipped her hand down our pants while her smile widened, fingers curling tight around every hard inch she could reach. Her own tits pressed against the counter, nipples hard through her thin top. The brunette stood a little behind her, watching, waiting her turn. Lisa Rose knew what we wanted before we even asked. She pulled one of us forward first, bent herself over the glass, and guided him straight into her ass like she'd been planning it all night. The muscles in her back flexed as he pushed deeper. The second guy stepped in front, and she opened her mouth without hesitation, taking him down her throat while the first one kept thrusting. Her body stayed pinned between them, every thrust making her moan around the cock in her mouth. She stayed just like that until both of them finished, swallowing and taking it all without pulling away once.