The Coven #2 - Part 4

Janine leads Krysti Lynn into the den of witches. Krysti strips. A circle of naked men closes in. Their cocks are already hard. They slide inside her one after the other—sometimes two at once—until semen slicks her thighs and her belly. She arches and moans like she’s coming undone. Janine watches from the edge of the firelight, never stepping forward, never quite out of reach either. The whole circle starts moving faster, bodies slapping wet against wet, the air thick with sweat and sex. Krysti’s mouth is open; a thread of spit trails from her chin. Someone lifts her hips higher, another man feeds his cock between her lips. She takes it. Swallows. Gasps. Climaxes all over again. The coven breathes around them—raw, hungry, eager—every thrust deeper than the last. The hour belongs to them now.