“Where- Where are you- FUCK! My ass! Where are you going?” Kiki asked her boyfriend.
“Hm? Oh, I traded you to them for this typewriter. So, I’m going home…” he said and shrugged.
“Traded?” she asked.
“Yeah. I mean, your ass is getting pretty loose for me. Look, these guys can fuck it at the same time, so it’s perfect for them. See you,” he said and disappeared through the front door, leaving her in alone with her new owners.
“So, we think you’re swell and all, but we got you just so we can have a place to rub our cocks together. We’d rather you didn’t make any noise and try not to speak, ever,” the one in front of her said.
She bit her lip and tried to keep quiet, despite the pain filling her body from her over-stretched asshole.
“Great, I’m just a sex-toy for a gay couple now. Ah well, at least I’ll still get my ass fucked all the time,” she thought.
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