Hungary for Lucia Love

Lucia Love aches for the hurt. She steps outside bare, wrists cuffed, a leash yanking her forward. Antonio Ross and Nikki Thorne keep her moving, the leather crop cracking across her ass every few steps. Each sting makes her wetter. They drag her to the club where Steve Holmes waits. The moment they cross the threshold the heat snaps. Steve and Antonio circle, cocks hard, voices sharp. They push Lucia down, feed her both dicks, stretch her throat until spit runs down her tits. Nikki watches, legs trembling, then drops to her knees and starts using every hole they give her. Lucia is bent over a table, ass up, cheeks spread, Antonio sinking his thick dick straight into her tight back door while Steve takes her mouth again. Nikki climbs on, riding whoever is free, swapping dicks like she can’t get enough. Sweat, slaps, chains, and filthy promises fill the air. Lucia’s cries turn to groans as both men drill her at once, Nikki’s tongue never far from the action. By the end every one of them is shaking, sore, and dripping.