Carnivorous

Isabella hunts with that look in her eye. She wants every hole filled at once. She drops to her knees first. Two cocks slide past her lips, one after the other, then both at the same time. She works her tongue, swallows deep, and doesn’t come up for air until her mascara runs. When her mouth is slick, she turns and spreads herself open. Bob pushes into her ass while Leslie drives straight into her cunt. Isabella rocks between them, taking every inch, pushing back for more. She moans around the shaft still in her mouth, spit dripping down her chin. The rhythm builds, hips slapping, bodies locked together until the men can’t hold it. They pull out and finish across her face. Thick ropes land on her tongue, her cheeks, her lashes. Isabella licks what she can reach and smiles like she’s still starving.