
Marcus’s grip on her hair tightened as he yanked her head back, forcing her to look up at him with wide, trembling eyes. “I think you’ve got one last job to do before we’re done here,” he sneered, his voice low and commanding. The other men chuckled darkly, their cocks still slick with her cum as they gathered around her like predators circling prey.
“Lick them clean,” Marcus ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument. Fina’s stomach twisted with a mix of shame and arousal as she glanced at the men surrounding her. Their expressions were hungry, their eyes locked on her as they stepped closer, their hardened lengths glistening in the dim light.
















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