I texted five of my absolute thirstiest coworkers – you know the ones, always low-key staring at my tits in meetings – and told them to meet me at the Sunset Motel, no questions asked. I showed up in this tiny lace bodysuit, my big tits basically spilling out, and let me tell you, the vibe was WILD.
It started with Mark from accounting sucking on my nipples while Dave from IT buried his face between my legs, his tongue going straight for my clit. I was moaning like a total slut, and I did not care. I was like, "Yeah, take a picture, send it to Jake, you fucking simps." Then it was a blur of cocks. I was on my knees taking two of them in my mouth at once, gagging and slobbering all over them, before I got bent over the gross motel dresser. One after another, they took turns fucking my pussy from behind, their balls slapping against me. The room just smelled like sweat and sex and it was iconic. I came so hard my entire body shook. Five loads, bestie. Five. Revenge truly is a dish best served dripping. Period.Low-key obsessed? Spill more tea here or peep other stories!
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