Brit's POV

Ten down, ten to go. My pussy was sore, my jaw ached, and I had cum on pretty much every part of my body. Streaks of it dried sticky on my thighs, my stomach, my tits—one guy had pulled out and painted my neck like I was his personal canvas. My hair was a tangled mess, strands glued together in places, and every time I moved, I could smell the sharp, musky mix of sweat, latex, and semen clinging to my skin. My lips felt swollen from all the cocks I’d sucked, my throat raw from taking them deep. My nipples were tender from constant pinching and sucking,...