Page 86 of Poison Ivy
I go balls deep, making Ivy moan, her head falling back against my shoulder.
“That’s it, Ivy. Take all of us. Show us how greedy you are for cock.”
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” Tate groans, his grip on her hips tightening.
I can feel Ivy trembling, overwhelmed with sensation as we use her thoroughly.
“Such a good little cockslut. Taking all of us so well.”
Her pussy clenches at my words, drawing a groan from Tate. She’s close again already.
“Come for us, Ivy,” Torin commands, tugging on her hair before he licks her from jaw to hairline. “Come and show us what a good little whore you are for us.”
Ivy’s body convulses as she comes hard, crying out in ecstasy. Her tight holes clench around Tate and me, nearly pushing us over the edge, too.
“Fuck,” Tate groans. “So good, princess.”
I groan as I empty myself inside her, feeling Tate do the same.
Torin moves closer, his cock rock hard. “My turn,” he growls, pulling Ivy off our spent cocks.
She whimpers as he slams her to the bed and enters her in one smooth thrust, still quivering from her orgasms. But soon, she’s rocking against him eagerly, chasing another high.
“That’s it, little killer,” Torin purrs. “You’re insatiable, aren’t you? Can’t get enough of our cocks.”
Ivy moans in response, beyond words, as Torin rails her thoroughly. I watch, mesmerised by the sightof her taking all of us again and again, wanting it, needing it.
Ivy screams through another orgasm, Torin following close behind with a roar of pleasure.
And then Tate grabs her again, this time climbing off the bed with her and bending her over. My cum is dripping out of her rear hole as he presses the tip of his cock to it.
Tate grips Ivy’s hips as he slowly pushes into her tight arse. She gasps, her fingers curling into the sheets as he stretches her.
“Fuck, you’re still so tight,” Tate groans, sinking in to the hilt. “Even after taking all of us.”
Ivy whimpers, pushing back against him. “Please,” she begs. “Fuck me, Tate.”
With a growl, he sets a punishing pace.
I watch, stroking my hardening cock, as Tate uses her thoroughly. Ivy’s cries of pleasure are muffled by the mattress, her body trembling with each thrust.
“Such a good little slut,” Tate praises, spanking her arse. “Taking my cock so well.”
“Let’s cover her in cum,” I rasp, my cock twitching in my hand.
Tate’s eyes flash with dark desire. He pulls out of Ivy abruptly, flipping her onto her back further up the bed. I move closer, stroking my cock faster as Tate positions himself between her legs again.
“Ready to be our little cum dumpster?” he growls.
Ivy nods frantically, her eyes glazed with lust. “Please,” she whimpers.
Torin joins us, his hand working his own length. “Open wide, princess,” he purrs. “Show us how much you want it.”
Ivy obeys, sticking out her tongue as we surround her. The sight of her sprawled out, eager for our cum, is the biggest turn-on yet.
With a grunt, Tate comes first, splashing his cum on Ivy’s pussy and stomach. I follow shortly after, adding to the mess on her body by spraying my load all over her perfect tits. Torin aims for her face, groaning as he covers her cheeks and open mouth.
Ivy looks utterly debauched, covered in our cum and trembling with aftershocks. She swallows what landed in her mouth, licking her lips with a satisfied hum.
