We had him strapped up on the sex swing, on his back the whole time, legs spread and that hungry hole completely exposed and ready for Us.

Monster cocks first. The kind most boys cry over. We opened him up slow and merciless, working him wider and wider until he was gaping – spread open so wide you could see straight into him. And he took every inch, moaning like a desperate little slut the entire time. His hole was GREEDY. It swallowed everything we gave it and begged for more.

Then we really wrecked him. Fist after fist, buried deep, working him open while he squirted and screamed for Us. That hole just kept taking. Kept pulling us in.

And the best part? When he came, he flexed hard and tried to push us out – like he could ever control what happens to his own hole. We just laughed and slid right back in. Again. And again. He doesn't get to decide. We do.

Left gaping. Left broken. Exactly how a hole should be after serving two Goddesses.

Ft. @tiffstreatsxoxo

On his back, legs spread and that hungry hole completely exposed and ready for Us.

Two Goddesses. Two straps. One desperate slut who thinks he can handle both of Us.

We take turns pounding that slutty hole, fucking him deep and merciless while he squirms in the swing with nowhere to run. One Goddess fills his hole while the other mocks him, and tells him exactly what a greedy little bitch he is. Then we switch – because that hole belongs to BOTH of Us, and neither of us is stopping.

He whimpers. He moans. He begs. And we just keep fucking. That hole swallows every inch of our straps and still begs for more. By the time we're done with him, he's a dripping, stretched-out mess – but this is only Part 1. In Part 2, we take it even further and leave him truly

gaping.

Ft. Goddess Tiff @Tiffstreatsxoxo