Red roses

She stands among the scattered red petals, bare skin catching the light as her large breasts rise with every breath. The two men circle her. One steps forward first. His hands grip her hips and turn her around. He bends her over the edge of the bed. She opens her mouth around the second man while the first spreads her cheeks and presses inside her ass, slow at first, then deeper. He keeps a steady rhythm, hips slapping against her. She moans around the cock in her mouth, spit trailing down her chin. They switch without a word. She sinks to her knees between them, takes turns sucking each, lips glossy, eyes half-lidded. The redhead lifts her gaze, then climbs onto the bed on all fours again. One man fills her ass once more while the other slides between her lips. They trade places twice more before both men step back. She stays on her knees, mouth open, as the first load lands across her tongue and the second streaks her cheek and breasts. She swallows what she can, then wipes the rest across her chest with a slow hand.