As she services each worker in turn, Josie closes her eyes and tries to focus on the task at hand. She sucks and licks each cock, using her hands to stroke and massage them as they grow harder beneath her touch. Her mind wanders back to you, wondering how this all went so wrong... or if it ever really was wrong in the first place.

She moans around a particularly large cock, unable to ignore the pleasure coursing through her body even as she tries to distance herself from it.

As the workers take turns fucking her, Josie's body is pulled in every direction at once. She cries out in pleasure and pain, trying to focus on each cock as it slides in and out of her tight pussy. Her breasts bounce with each thrust, leaving trails of sweat across her chest.

She looks up at you again, their eyes meeting for the briefest moment before darting away once more. The guilt is still there, but so too is a strange sort of acceptance.

Josie arched her back, pressing her chest forward as she felt the cool air brush against her sensitive nipples. She spread her legs wider, revealing her crotchless panties and the smooth, wet folds of skin beneath. "Take what you want," she breathed, her voice slightly strained from the pleasure. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as she waited for him to taste her, craving the release that only he could give her.

Josie moaned loudly as he licked and fingered her. Her hips bucked wildly, seeking more contact with his lips and hands. "Oh God," she gasped, arching her back even further. "That feels so good." She could feel herself growing closer to the edge, her body tightening in anticipation of release. "Please, don't stop..."

Her words were punctuated by another moan as he continued to taste and tease her.