Gangbang party! 3 guys & 1 girl make Vanessa Cliff soak the furniture

The doorbell rang, its shrill tone echoing through Vanessa Cliff’s apartment. She glanced at her throbbing sex one last time before answering the door, knowing the night ahead promised to be as wild as her libido.

Three beefy, tatted studs stood there grinning, each more eager than the last. “We’re here for the gangbang party, love,” the shortest one said, his British accent dripping with lust. Vanessa smirked and unhooked her flimsy dress. It fluttered to the floor, baring her voluptuous body, nipples hard, pussy glistening with anticipation. She turned, presenting her plush ass. “Come in, boys. I’m ready to get fucked silly.”

They stumbled inside, panting at the erotic display. The hunkiest one grabbed Vanessa from behind, fondling her tits roughly. “Fucking yeasty,” he growled, twisting her nipples. She moaned, her pussy dripping. The others closed in, one burying his face between her legs, the other sucking her throat as he groped her ass. Vanessa writhed between their bodies, helpless to their lustful clutches.

“Wait…I made a party playlist!” she gasped out. The moshing studs lied her down on a living room recliner, her legs spread obscenely. The bass of techno music filled the room as Vanessa’s body became a banquet, her holes discarded toys for these young beasts to defile.

Hands pawed at her body greedily as mouths attacked her flesh, sucking marks into the creamy skin. Vanessa threw her head back against the plush leather, eyes fluttering as a tongue plundered her wet cunt. Flesh slapped against flesh as a cock plunged into her ass, the brutal thrusts of his hips rocking her entire body. Drool dripped down her heaving tits as the third man worked them with his lips and tongue, leaving trails of saliva behind.

Sucked into an Grim organism of lust, Vanessa could only take what the mob of men dealt her. She bucked against her rapists, but not to fight them off – to take their cocks deeper, be split wider by their thick erections. Electricity fired through her core as a climax began to build, unstoppable and overwhelming as the relentless trio worked her body.

Suddenly, the man in her ass plunged balls-deep with a roar, emptying throat-deep into her puffy hole. “Arrrrg, fuck!” He pulled out, splattering her twitching asshole with the last spurts of his load. Vanessa wailed, sending the recliner sliding across the hardwood floor. The cocks fucking into her mouth and pussy pounded harder, shunting her back on the furniture.

“Bust a nut in that slut!” the man groaning into Vanessa’s tits growled to his buddy below. The fucking of her cunt intensified, the man’s climax overtaking him. His face contorted, eyes bulging, Then the floodgates opened, warmth exploding in her dick-sensitized tissues. Vanessa felt every spurt of his seed paint her cervix.

With a scream, the force of her own orgasm overtook the abused slut. Her pussy clenched around the stranger’s spurting prick, milking him for every drop. The drum machine fueled her spastic muscles, sweat flying. In her dazed pleasure, she rode out the aftershocks, the feeling of being taken and bred by animals. A slut’s paradise.

Thoroughly marked and used, several large spermose Face arrangements filled Vanessa Cliff, and sticky puddles of slick body fluids lingered around her ravaged body. She collapsed into the ruined sofa, her shams panting breathlessly. The three young studs stared at her abused beauty, drinking in the sight of their conqueror satisfied and conquered at once.

It was then that Vanessa spied some of her guests ducking between her legs, snapping incriminating pictures on their phones. A devilish grin spread across the Londoner’s face as she wiggled her fingers at them. Never a dull moment.