Ivy's First Blowbang

Ivy Lebelle shows no mercy. Ten guys surround her. She's on her knees, hungry. The first cock hits her tongue. She slobbers loud and sloppy. Another slaps her cheek. She opens wider. Hands grip her hair. They fuck her throat in turns. One after another. She gags but takes it all. She swallows every inch like she needs it to live. Her tongue works fast between dicks. Spit strings hang from her chin. She looks up with wild eyes. Every guy grunts, pumping harder. She’s there, open, dripping. One of them flips her around and buries his face between her cheeks. He licks and tongues her ass like he owns it. She moans with a cock still down her throat. She pushes back into his mouth. Another man grabs her hips and grinds her cunt over his face. Face-sitting turns into suffocating heat. She rides them both and never stops. Hands slap her ass. Fingers probe her. She leaks down their chins. She shakes, her body stuttering, and squirts hard over one guy's chest. The air stinks of sweat and sex. She’s shaking, throat raw, but still reaching for more cocks to suck. By the end she’s spread open on the floor. All ten men stand over her. Their fists move in dirty rhythm. The first thick rope lands across her tongue. The others follow fast. Cum coats her lips, lashes her eyes, streaks her cheeks, fills her open mouth. She doesn’t blink. She smiles through the mess, swallowing what she can, fingers pushing the rest past her lips.