Janines Been Blackmaled - Part 6

Janine sprawls across the front seat, legs spread, taking two fingers knuckle-deep while she wraps her fist around the thickest shaft in the car. She strokes the second one slow and tight, then leans down and sucks the head in. No teasing—just straight to work, hollowing her cheeks as her spit runs down the length. The guy behind the wheel pumps his fingers faster, thumb grinding her clit every time he bottoms out. She gags, pulls off, swaps cocks and takes the other one down until her nose meets his belt. Spit everywhere, mascara smearing, the car fogging up from how hard she’s breathing through her nose. Once her jaw’s sore and both dicks are slick, she kicks the door open, steps out bare-assed, and waves them inside like it’s the most natural thing in the world. They follow her up the walk with their cocks still out, already knowing exactly where this night’s headed: straight into her soaked, stretched cunt.