C22 Kiana's breeding (5)

Her p*ssy gripped onto the second man's c*ck harder than before. She dug her fingernails into the hard chest of the man below her. She licked from the base of James's long staff to its drooling tip, and relished the taste – the motion – the fucking

"I'm being bred..." – James's words hit home suddenly, shattering over Kiana her like a broken mirror. She could only think it over and over