
The crowd's excitement only fuels the fire within you. You suck on Raj's cock with renewed vigor, your eyes watering as you feel the sting of the beer on your skin. Abir, not to be outdone, starts to slap your ass with each thrust, his hand leaving red handprints that stand out against your pale flesh. The pain is exquisite, and you push back onto him, wanting more. His breathing becomes ragged, and you know he's close. "You're going to love this," he whispers in your ear, his hand reaching around to cup your breast. He squeezes it hard, his fingers pinching your nipple as he starts to cum, filling your pussy with his hot seed. You moan around Raj's cock, the feeling of being filled by both of them almost too much to bear.
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