“Fuck yeah, I am,” he replied, his voice strained. He moved closer, his cock pressing against her cheek. She cried out, the pain mixing with pleasure, sending shockwaves through her body. She was surrounded, their touch, their scent, their sounds filling her senses. She nodded, her body betraying her with each movement, each sound, each sensation. He leaned in, his lips capturing her nipple, sucking hard. A group of teenagers lingered at the edge of her property, their eyes locked onto her body. Timber struggled, but they were strong. Cyrus took the lead, opening the back door and pushing her inside. “You ready for this, man?” he asked, his voice thick with lust. Suddenly, she sensed eyes on her. He smirked, his hand moving to his cock. He pawed at her leg, his wet nose nudging her thigh again.
