Flame-haired Luna Rishi sat nestled between her two best friends on the couch, poring over their English notes. As they bent their heads together, her mini skirt rode up, revealing the absence of panties. Her friends paused, eyes drawn to her clean-shaven pussy, their minds suddenly far from English grammar.
Luna felt a shift in the air, confusion flickering across her face as she tried to decipher their fixated gazes. The guys exchanged a glance, a silent conversation passing between them, their cocks stirring in their jeans. They were both thinking the same thing—they wanted to fuck her, to fill her with their dicks.
One friend’s hand reached out, tracing the hem of her skirt, while the other’s breath hitched. Luna’s eyes widened, her breath catching as fingers brushed her inner thigh, inching towards her pussy. They wanted to fuck her right there, to fill her juicy cunt with their cocks, to take her in every position, even to spread her ass cheeks and indulge in anal fucking.
Their hearts pounded as they imagined her gaping, moaning as they thrust into her tight asshole. They wanted to see her pulled apart, fucked thoroughly, her body shuddering with orgasms as they claimed her together.
The English notes scattered on the floor, forgotten. Their minds were consumed by Luna, by the thought of her pussy clenching around their dicks, of her ass bouncing against them as they fucked her senseless.
