The others joined the fray—two cocks in my hands, me jerking them furiously, their shafts slick with pre-cum, veins pulsing as I stroked base to tip, twisting my wrists for maximum pleasure. The fifth forced his way into my mouth, triple-fucking my face as the DP continued, my body airtight, every hole stuffed with black meat. Abhishek filmed it all, zooming on the cocks slamming into me, my stretched holes, the cum building. “Fuck her harder—make my wife cum,” he sobbed, his cock in hand, jerking faster, tears dripping onto the lens. They flipped me, one under me in cowgirl, his cock in my ass as I bounced, grinding down hard, my ass cheeks clapping, while two more double-teamed my pussy—two enormous shafts forcing in together, the impossible stretch tearing screams from me, pain exploding into orgasmic bliss, my pussy squirting endlessly, juices soaking the bed. “Double pussy for the slut,” they chanted, thrusting in sync, my walls protesting yet yielding, orgasms chaining—wave after wave, my vision blurring, body convulsing as I came so hard I pissed a little, the filth adding to the degradation.
Toys escalated the wildness—huge dildos shoved alongside cocks, my pussy triple-stuffed with two dicks and a vibrator, the buzz sending me over, screaming as another orgasm ripped through, my squirt flooding their balls. They fisted my pussy next—one hand plunging deep while cocks fucked my ass and mouth, the fullness overwhelming, my body a vessel of pure lust. Cum started erupting—Jamal pulling out to blast my face, thick ropes hitting my eyes, mouth, hair, salty and hot as I swallowed what I could, the rest dripping down. Kwame filled my ass, pumping load after load deep, leaking out as he withdrew, the warmth trickling down my thighs. The others followed—one cumming in my pussy, hot seed filling me to overflow; another on my tits, ropes coating my nipples; the rest in my mouth, forcing me to gargle their cum before swallowing, the bitter, musky taste overwhelming. Orgasms never stopped—multiple, endless, each wilder, my body shaking, pussy and ass clenching, squirting in arcs as they used me.
Abhishek, crying hysterically, his face a mask of sorrow, uploaded the footage live to Pornhub mid-fuck, titling it “Indian Honeymoon Slut Gangbanged by African Bulls—Cuck Husband Films.” Views skyrocketed as he jerked, cumming on the floor again, his transformation complete in tears and arousal. The Africans released it in Africa too, my degradation going viral. I collapsed, cum-soaked, body ruined yet sated, the wildest sex of my life etched in porn forever.
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