Gia DiMarco's Initiation!

Gia DiMarco stands in the middle of the house, stripped bare, her arms already cinched behind her back. Every eye in the room fixes on her body, and nobody’s in a rush. One man steps in first, big, thick, and he presses the head of his cock against her asshole like he’s got all night to get inside. She grunts when he pushes past the ring, hips tilting to meet the stretch. Another pair of hands spreads her cheeks wider. The first cock sinks deeper. Someone else slaps her tits, watching them bounce, and the sound cracks across the room. A third man grabs her hair, tilting her face up so she can see every member watching her get split open on the floor. Her thighs shake, but she keeps her legs spread, taking every inch they give her. They work her in turns. One cock slams into her ass while another waits inches from her mouth, ready to replace it the second it pulls out. Sweat runs down her spine, her shoulders burning from the rope, her nipples stiff from the slaps and the chill. Every thrust shoves her forward, and every time she thinks she’s caught her breath they start again, rougher, harder, dragging her deeper into the house rules she came here to learn.