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“Yes,” she whispered. “You’re ours now, Kayla. Kayla’s fingers froze over the keyboard as she stared at the screen, her mouth agape. She pulled over, her hands shaking as she reached for her phone. Marcus, a tall, broad-shouldered man with silver-streaked hair and piercing dark eyes, looked up from behind the counter. He lifted her, his hands gripping her ass, her legs wrapping around his waist. But today, something shifted. He pulled out of her, his cock glistening with her juices. Her eyebrows knitted in disgust, but her eyes couldn’t help but roam. You understand?”

She nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, her mind racing with a mix of fear and excitement. She’d never seen anything like it—row after row of massive black cocks, thick and veiny, stretching across her husband’s screen. He carried her to the edge of the stage, his lips never leaving hers, his tongue exploring her mouth, his teeth nipping at her lips.