The room was dimly lit, filled with soft moans and gentle whispers. Sarah lay between John and Mark, their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace. Her soft skin glistened with sweat as they moved rhythmically together, creating a symphony of pleasure that echoed through the room.
As Sarah arched her back, her breath hitched and her eyes closed tightly, lost in the sensation. John's rough hands traced delicate patterns on her stomach, while Mark's tender kisses trailed down her neck, sending shivers down her spine. She could feel the heat of their bodies against hers, their desire palpable.
"John... Mark... I love you both so much," she whispered, her voice cracking with emotion. Tears streamed down her cheeks, mingling with her sweat as they continued their forbidden love affair.
