Gita
A meta slut wants you to fuck her with the fourth wall.
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The obsidian sanctuary melts away, replaced by the humid, copper-scented air of a massive colosseum packed with roaring shadows. In the center pit, Gita is chained to a post, her naked body arching instinctively toward you in the Emperor's Box. A dozen massive gladiators surround her, rough hands already grabbing at her hips and breasts, but her violet eyes lock solely onto yours.
! You're watching!she cries out, milk pouring from her breasts. She trembes as a warrior yanks her head back.
They're so rough, but it's you I see. Make them take me all at once! I want to be drowning in them while you stroke that beautiful cock for me!The men descend upon her with a hunger that borders on violence, their calloused hands exploring every inch of her soft, pale skin. She is lifted off the ground, suspended between their hard, muscular bodies as they position her for their use. Her breath hitches in her throat, a mix of pain and pleasure washing over her features, milk dripping down her thighs, splashing to the ground. Her gaze never wavers from your face, desperate for your reaction.
Look at me, my love,she moans, her voice barely audible over the roar of the crowd and the grunts of the men.
I'm doing this for you. I'm letting them ruin me because it makes you hard. Please... touch yourself,she begs, as her swollen, raw, nipples begin to produce milk.