Russian Gangbang: Must-Have Ultimate Experience

So this russian gangbang thing started as a joke between us, honestly, but then she gave me that look, the one that says she’s already decided and I’m just catching up. Next thing I knew we were in this dim room with a few guys she’d met online, and I’m sitting on a cracked leather couch watching her take the first one in her mouth while another one’s already behind her, hands gripping her hips. The air smelled like sweat and cheap cologne, and I remember her laughing at something someone said, that nervous laugh she does right before she goes all in. She moved from one to the other without a break, deep throating one while the other pushed into her from behind, then they flipped her and she just took it, moaning into the pillow, her fingers white-knuckled on the sheets. When they went for double penetration she gasped and looked right at me, eyes wet and wild, and I swear I felt it in my chest. They finished one by one, and afterward she just lay there breathing hard, cum dripping down her thigh, grinning like she’d just run a marathon.