Kelly Divine Likes it Rough

Kelly Divine storms in already wet for it. Bobbi doesn't waste time. She shoves a fat toy straight up that gaping hole and watches Kelly's cheeks swallow it whole. Every thrust makes the rim twitch, then gape, then beg for more. James trades the toy for his cock and his cane. He cracks the thin rattan across her puckered ring, each strike making her back arch and her hole wink wider. When he fist-starts her loose, Kelly’s groans turn to raw, grateful growls. The three bodies crash together, Bobbi sliding her strap-on in under James, both cocks pounding the same bruised, stretched hole until Kelly shakes apart between them—limp, wrecked, and dripping. A worshiping tongue finds its way to her punished cheeks before they finish, cleaning the mess they made of her.