Her black panties were transparent and the silky material clung to her ass. She got back down on her hands and knees and crawled across the hard wood floor. While her cheeks bulged with hard wet prick, Gail heard Malik coming up behind her. Both men laughed at her and made her feel like a slut. She lifted her hips up and down for him, rolled them left and right, while he hammered away at her asshole. “Good,” Jamal said. She wiggled her hips in a circle and tugged on his meat. Ohhh, it feels so good. His prick slammed in and out of her pussy, pinning her as she squealed and moaned with pleasure. Strip!”
Gail unclasped her jeans and pushed them down to her thighs. I love it!”
His prick split her apart. Then she saw Jamal over at the desk. He was naked from the waist down and his thick cock stuck straight up in the air. The next thing she knew she was right against the wall. The spurts were farther apart now.
