Naughty Blonde Supermodel Gets Fucked Just Before Dinner

His thrusts grew urgent, his cock stretching her pussy to its limits, filling her in a way that made her feel both overwhelmed and complete. She felt their cum inside her pussy, warm and thick, a tangible mark of their claim. Josie’s breath faltered, her body instinctively leaning into his touch despite the voice in her head protesting. This is wrong, she thought faintly, but the thought was lost in the warmth of their bodies, the way they held her like she was theirs to cherish. she wondered, her mind spinning. This wasn’t just about sex—it was about connection, about finally letting go of the roles they’d played for so long and embracing the raw, primal need that had always been there beneath the surface. Josie’s breath hitched, her body trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation. “It’s been buildin’ for years—every time we watched you take on the world, every time we saw the woman beneath the work. “God, Wyatt,” she panted, her body trembling as he began to move, his thrusts deep and deliberate,