Page 147 of Sinful

“Push her back. I want her head to hang off the table,” Church’s voice sounded out.

Ashes slammed into me harder, sending me back a few inches so my head hung off the table.

Stitches let out a huff, his dick slipping from my mouth, but my mouth was filled again, this time with Church’s dick.

He was ruthless as he fucked my mouth. I tried to keep him at bay by putting my hands against his waist in an awkward position, but he let out a snarl and shoved them down, demanding Stitches get up from where he was straddling my chest to hold me.

“Sorry, angel,” Stitches murmured, his voice trembling.

It was an ugly flashback memory for me too.

“Just breathe,” he continued. “When you can. Come for Ashes so I can come for you. OK?”

I let out a soft whimper before Church fucked deeper into my throat. I coughed and gagged whenever I could, but that only seemed to drive him into a frenzy because he worked deeper and harder into my mouth, his hands on my breasts, his groans feral and husky.

When he released my breasts, he shifted forward and rubbed my clit while Ashes chipped away at my heat.

“Oh, fuck, she looks good stuffed with our cocks,” Ashes said, his hands painfully tight on my hips as he continued to drive into me. “Fuck, I’m going to fill this tight little pussy.”

I came hard at his words, knowing I soaked his damn apron because he let out a laugh before pushing so deep I saw stars, his cock twitching as he groaned out his pleasure.

Finally, he slowed and pulled free from me, and Church moved back so I could breathe easier.

But he didn’t pull his dick from my mouth. Instead, he instructed Stitches to take Ashes’s place.

Stitches did so without a moment of hesitation. He was buried inside me within moments, his hips moving hard and fast, the sound of our slapping skin sounding out.

I gagged on Church’s dick again, earning a dark laugh from him. If I thought he’d go easy, I was wrong. He simply continued fucking my mouth like I didn’t have a gag reflex and he didn’t have a care in the world.

I came again, this time my teeth cutting Church’s dick. He let out a snarl and wrapped his hand around my throat and squeezed, his dick so deep I couldn’t breathe.

“Careful, specter,” he warned, squeezing until sparkles dotted my vision, my orgasm continuing to roll through my body. “Turn me on like that again, and I’ll fuck your ass while you try to scream around Ashes’s big cock.”

I jerked against his body, my nerves going wild as he continued to hold me, balls deep in my mouth and Stitches buried inside me painfully.

“I like the way you fight. Fuck, that’s hot.” Church released me, and I sucked in as much air as I could when he gave me a moment to breathe, cock-free.

“Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Stitches shouted, coming hard inside me, his cock pulsing with every spurt. He slowed to a stop, and Ashes high-fived him. Church finally pulled free from my mouth and moved to take Stitches’s spot.

I was a mess. I could feel both Ashes and Stitches’s release dripping out of me. It didn’t stop Church. He burrowed right back into me, his cock taking up residence in what I was sure were my lungs.

I cried out as he worked me over.

“Come on her face,” Church rasped. “I want her to be a complete fucking mess for us. We need this, brothers. We deserve it.”

If Ashes and Stitches had an issue with his commands, they certainly didn’t show it. Instead, they gripped their cocks and pumped them over my face while Church fucked me to the point of my next release.

He cursed as I came all over him. Then he praised me as I shook through one orgasm and into the next as he rolled his hips against the spot that turned me to jello.

“Good fucking girl. There you go, baby. Come for me just like that. Fuck, that’s a pretty mess.”

I cried, tears rolling from my eyes at how much pleasure I was in. How scared I was for what was to happen, not only with sex but with Sin and the others I wanted.

“Cry for us. More tears,” Church groaned. “Fuck.”

Ashes reached out and wiped my tears before rubbing them along his cock. Stitches did the same, his moan soft and so full of want that I wept harder, desperate to not disappoint any of them.

My body trembled as the orgasm finally ebbed away. Church took the opportunity to have his and came with a curse of obscenities. Stitches and Ashes followed, their long ropes of white come coating my face, their moans heavy in my ears as they made a complete mess of me.

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