"Someone save me...?!"
They climbed onto the bed like animals.
Not men. Animals. The fat one first—his knees hitting the silk sheets with a wet slap, his belly swinging beneath him as he crawled on all fours, his cock dragging against the fabric, leaving a thin trail of pre-cum on the white silk. His eyes were fixed on Sera's body. On her bra. On her panty. On the dark hair visible through the soaked cotton.
SLAP SLAP SLAP—
His knees on the sheets. His hands reaching. Grabbing.
The weasel-faced one climbed from the other side. He was faster. Leaner. His thin body slithered across the silk like a rat through grain. His cock swung between his legs—six inches, curved, the head purple and leaking. His hands found Sera's ankle. He pulled.
