The final hour was a chaotic frenzy. The fifth man, Big Mike, had been watching from the chair, waiting for the perfect moment. He stepped in just as the others were reaching their limit.
“Move over,” Mike commanded. He grabbed me by the waist and flipped me onto my back, my legs pushed back until my knees were touching my ears. He didn’t even wait to get fully erect before he started grinding his massive cock against my hole, teasing me.
“Please, Mike, fuck me!” I pleaded, my hips bucking.
He didn’t answer with words. He lunged forward, burying himself deep in my boy pussy with a force that knocked the wind out of me. While he was railing me, the other four crowded around. Mark and Leo were taking turns in my mouth, their cocks tasting of salt and musk. Jax and Silas were massaging my tits, pinching my nipples hard enough to make me cry out.
“I’m gonna blow,” Mike groaned, his pace becoming frantic.
He let out a guttural roar and slammed himself home one last time, pumping hot, thick loads of cum deep inside my stretched hole.. Almost simultaneously, Mark filled my mouth, and the others spent themselves all over my chest and stomach. I lay there, drenched in seed, my hole gaping and leaking.
“Good girl, Henrietta,” Mark whispered, patting my cheek.
I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, completely spent and utterly ruined. Five cocks, three hours, and I can still feel them inside me. I can’t wait to do it again





