I was gone, lost. A complete slut on my knees for three men I barely knew. And I wanted more.

  

  

   Damon yanked me off his cock suddenly, a wet string of spit snapping from my lips to his tip. I gasped for air, drool running down my neck. Before I could catch a breath, he grabbed my chin rough and growled, “Get on the bed. Now.”

  

  

   My whole body jolted. My knees were weak as I scrambled up, my tits bouncing, the skirt was still bunched around my waist. I climbed onto the mattress, my body trembling, my pussy so wet I could feel it sticking to my inner thighs.

  

  

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