Set Fever - Part 3

Three of them cut between the painted backdrops, already yanking at belts and zippers. Cock springs free, gets sucked in one quick wet motion, then they bend over a gurney angled to look like part of the set. Her pussy glistens under work lights, lips swollen, ready. He slams in balls-deep on the first thrust, his hips slap each time he drills her. Another cock fills her mouth so the noise is muffled down to throaty, sticky sounds. Sweat beads at her hairline, drips off his jaw, both spots now leaking onto the same wooden crate that props them up. They keep fucking until whoever poked around the scenery wanders off. Each of them swinging their pelvis like bragging rights depend on it.