Hot pants

The pants cling like they’re painted on, hugging every inch. Natalli steps out of them and the room feels smaller. Two men stand there, eyes moving over her breasts, her ass, her smooth skin, like they can’t decide where to start. She drops to her knees between them. One cock slides between her lips while the other pushes against her cheek. She strokes them both, spit dripping down her chin, then turns and offers her ass. The first guy takes it, working inside until her moans turn raw. The second steps in and fills her mouth again, hips rocking slow, then harder. They switch places without a word. Natalli ends up on her back, legs spread, taking one deep while the other strokes over her face. Cum lands across her cheeks and lips, thick and warm, and she licks what she can reach before the second load follows, dripping down her throat.