Behind Closed Stocks
I watch helplessly, every thrust and gasp searing into my mind.
Click, click—the stocks lock. I hold her hand, trying to steady her trembling, my heart hammering as I watch. Over ten men file in. The first steps behind her, huge cock straining, my gaze locks on hers. I give her a reassuring nod, silently promising she’s safe. Her gasp cuts the air as he takes her—and suddenly, fire rips through me. My ass is filled, the facing stocks holding me tight. We shudder together, helpless and...