A View To A Gape #04, Scene #03

Markus, young and restless, sizes up Kendra right away. The construction suit hits the floor and out steps a dark-eyed brunette with tits too big for her frame, metal braces flashing under the work lights. Omar clocks the same thing. The pause lasts half a second. Then someone turns off the saw. She drags her tube top past her nipples and hits her knees like she was hired for it, pulling both cocks out and stuffing them past her tongue, spit popping against her braces with every bob. Omar gets behind her first. He spreads her open and sinks in till her asshole cups his shaft. Markus takes the mouth again. Her throat tightens around him while the director pulls her cheeks wide and the hole stretches, dark and shiny. Fingers dig in fast and hot; she comes with a wet rush across Markus’s hand, knees sliding on dust. They shove her onto her back. Two cocks press in at once—brutal, deliberate—filling her rectum until the skin glistens taut between them. She claws their thighs and takes it, glasses fogged, spit strings crossing her braces. They pull free at the same time, paint her face with heavy ropes. White lashes one lens, the rest drips off her chin. Kendra stays on her knees, grinning crooked, come running to her collarbones while the power tools stay cold.