Backstage with Lou Charmelle

Lou Charmelle stood at the bar in a dress that clung to her curves and rode up her thighs. Her long legs caught every eye in the room, and it didn’t take long for two men to drift her way. She had come out looking for a night she wouldn’t forget, and she got exactly what she wanted—both of them, thick and ready. Right there in the corner booth she slipped between them, warm hands and hungry mouths pulling her in. Lou’s dress slid higher as she opened her legs, letting them touch and taste her without shame. One man worked his tongue between her folds while the other fed his cock between her lips, her moans muffled and hungry. She took them deeper, slick and eager, grinding against the fingers that pushed inside her. When they finally bent her over the leather seat and took turns sinking into her, Lou’s breath came fast and broken. They filled her from both ends until her body shook and she came hard around them, pulse after pulse, satisfied down to her bones.