Pepper Hart

Pepper Hart lies on the wrecked bed with her dress bunched at her waist. Lipstick streaks her freckled cheek like war paint. Hubby stands frozen in the doorway, paycheck still in his hand. From the closet comes thick male laughter. Three men step out, already hard, already moving. They shove him into the chair and peel what’s left of her clothes away. One bull claims her mouth, another stretches her cunt, the third lines up behind. The bed creaks as they rotate her, filling every hole until she’s pinned between them. She’s airtight—ass stuffed, cunt stuffed, throat stuffed—while they mock the tiny cock tenting Hubby’s slacks. They fuck her in tandem until her red hair whips across the sheets and clear juice sprays across their thighs. When the first bull groans and floods her cunt, the others follow, pumping her full until thick white cum leaks down her crack. They drag Hubby forward by the collar. Pepper’s swollen lips meet his in a sloppy kiss while three loads ooze out of her stretched pussy onto his tongue.