Trina Michaels lay sprawled on a king-sized bed, her eyes closed and her chest heaving as two powerful cocks pumped in and out of her tight asshole. One was black, the other white, both glistening with sweat and the remnants of her cum. She moaned loudly, arching her back, clutching at the sheets beneath her. Her ass cheeks quivered with each deep thrust, and a fine sheen of sweat glistened on her skin. It wasn't just the physical pleasure that drove her - it was the emotional connection she felt with each man, the way they looked at her with such adoration and lust. As they grew closer to their climaxes, so did she, feeling the rush of pleasure build up inside her. The room was filled with their heavy breathing and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. "I want you to take off your clothes," she whispered breathlessly.
