Bailey Blue Wide Open, Scene #02

In a pitch-black room the circle presses close—nameless men, silent, breathing hard. Bailey kneels, corset gleaming, garter straps biting her thighs. Sovereign looms behind her in glossy black, masked, lace riding high. They kiss hard, swap spit, then Sovereign spreads the girl open and works her tongue straight into Bailey’s oil-slicked asshole. Saliva drips. The men shift. Bailey returns the favor, nose buried, tongue pumping. Their fingers follow—slick, greedy—then dildos as thick as forearms stretch each hole wide. Ass to mouth, mouths to cunt. They ride the pain and pleasure until Sovereign’s voice cuts like a whip and they both come hard. The circle opens. Four cocks. Hot ropes slap Bailey’s cheeks, her lips, her lashes, until the girl is glazed and dripping.