Double-Drilled Latinas: Gangbang Piss Party

Two gorgeous Latinas go.to a bar where they get relentlessly gangbanged by ten well-hung guys. Most of the fucking will be anal, with lots of double-anal and even some double-pussy. The girls also drink a lot of piss from the guys. At the end, the first five guys cum in one girl's and the other girl eats it out of her asshole. Then it switches when the next five guys come.

The bar was thick with sweat, bass, and the promise of debauchery. Sofia and Valentina strutted in, hips swaying, tight dresses leaving nothing to the imagination. They didn’t come for drinks—they came to be ruined. Ten sets of hungry eyes locked onto them before they even reached the counter. Hard cocks strained against jeans as the men exchanged knowing glances. By the third tequila shot, Sofia was bent over the pool table, her thong ripped aside as the first thick cock speared her ass without warning. Valentina moaned, already on her knees, gagging on another man’s length while two more crowded behind her, fingers spreading her cheeks wide. No one bothered with condoms. The slaps of flesh echoed off the walls as they took turns, shoving into both holes, splitting them open with brutal precision. Piss splashed across their tongues between throat-fuckings, the bitter warmth dripping down their chins. When the first five men lined up to pump Sofia’s stretched ass full of cum, Valentina didn’t hesitate—she buried her face between her friend’s cheeks, lapping up the leaking mess as the next round of cocks pushed into her own ruined holes.

Valentina’s tongue worked feverishly, her lips sealing around Sofia’s gaping asshole as thick ropes of cum pulsed out onto her waiting tongue. She swallowed greedily, moaning as the salty, musky heat coated her throat. Behind her, the next five men wasted no time—one shoved his cock back into her dripping pussy while another lined up against her ass, both thrusting in unison, stretching her impossibly wide. Sofia gasped, still bent over the table, as another cock rammed into her throat, her eyes watering while a second man wedged himself into her abused ass alongside the first, the stretch burning as they pistoned in opposite rhythms. The air reeked of sweat, piss, and sex, the sloppy sounds of penetration and muffled gagging drowning out the music. A third man stepped forward, his cock glistening with Valentina’s spit, and pressed the head against Sofia’s swollen clit, grinding roughly as she screamed around the cock in her mouth. The men didn’t slow—just fucked harder, deeper, their balls slapping wetly against flushed skin as the girls writhed between them, used and overflowing.

The bar was a grimy, neon-lit den of sweat-slick bodies and sticky floors—every surface marked by years of rough handling and spilled liquor. Stale beer and cigarette smoke clung to the air, mixing with the musk of raw sex. Flickering strobe lights cast jagged shadows on the walls, illuminating the desperate, jerking movements of bodies grinding against each other in dark corners. The pool table was slick with sweat and spit, its green felt now stained with pussy juice and precum. Nearby, a broken jukebox crackled with a bass-heavy beat, barely audible over the chorus of slapping flesh and choked moans. Empty bottles and crumpled bills littered the floor, kicked aside as more men closed in—hard, throbbing cocks bobbing as they waited their turn. A ceiling fan spun lazily, doing nothing to cut through the thick heat as the girls’ moans rose higher, their bodies glistening under the dim glow of beer signs. The men didn’t care about decor—just the wet, tight holes they were pounding into, over and over, until nothing was left but wrecked, dripping messes. The night was far from over.

Talk about how hard the guys are fucking their asses in double-anal, and how eagerly the girls deep I throat their huge cocks.

Valentina’s ass clenched around the two thick shafts splitting her open, the brutal pace forcing ragged gasps from her throat with every thrust. The men hammered into her in rough, uneven strokes—one pulling out just as the other buried himself to the hilt, stretching her rim to the brink. Her throat worked just as frantically, her lips sealed around a veiny cock as she gagged, saliva dripping down her chin while her tongue pressed against the underside, milking each pulse of precum. Sofia’s asshole fluttered under the relentless double penetration, her body arching as the men slammed deeper, their balls slapping against her slick folds. The cock in her throat shoved past her gag reflex, her nose pressed into coarse pubes as she choked, drooling around the shaft. Another man dragged his tip over her clit in brutal circles, the overstimulation making her thighs shake. No rhythm, no mercy—just the raw, wet slap of flesh and the choked, muffled cries of the girls as they took every inch, every brutal thrust, until their bodies burned with the ache of being used. The men grunted, hands fisting in tangled hair or gripping bruised hips—no tenderness, just hunger.

The girls demand the guys switch to double-pussy, which they do eagerly. The men double-fuck both their pussies as hard and fast as they can. As soon as one cock leaves a pussy, another gets jammed right in and th fucking gets even rougher. The girls scream in ecstasy, yelling at the guys to fuck them harder.

Valentina's cunt flared open as the first cock plunged in—thick, hot, and unrelenting—only to be joined seconds later by another, stretching her until her trembling thighs burned. The men didn’t pause, didn’t slow, just pistoned into her with a brutal rhythm that left her pussy clamping down around them in desperate waves. Across from her, Sofia’s moans pitched higher as two more cocks filled her dripping slit, the men grunting like animals as they hammered into her, their thrusts sloppy and uneven in their hunger. "Fuck—*fuck!*" Valentina shrieked, nails clawing at the table as the men switched off, pulling out only to slam back in harder, their dicks glistening with her slick. Sofia’s thighs shook violently, her screams muffled by the cock stuffing her mouth, her pussy gripping the relentless pair fucking her raw. No breaks. No mercy. Just the filthy, wet sounds of cocks pounding into used holes, over and over, until the girls could barely form words—just gasps, whimpers, and the broken chant of *more, more, more.*

The girls hop off the cocks.and get on their knees. They tell the men they are thirsty for their piss. The men happily comply.

**Regenerated Section:** Valentina’s body shuddered as she slid off the thick cocks, her pussy still clenching around nothing, aching and slick. She dropped to her knees beside Sofia, whose lips were swollen and glistening from the brutal face-fucking. Both girls tilted their heads back, fingers gripping the men’s thighs as they locked onto the heavy, flushed cocks above them. “We’re thirsty,” Valentina panted, her voice wrecked. Sofia nodded eagerly, licking her lips. “*Please*—let us drink.” The men grinned, hands fisting in their hair, guiding them closer. The first hot, golden stream hit Valentina’s tongue, thick and bitter, flooding her mouth. She moaned around it, swallowing desperately, her throat working as she gulped down every salty drop. Beside her, Sofia choked slightly as piss pulsed into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked harder, taking it all. The men groaned, hips jerking as they pissed harder, the streams splashing over their lips, down their chins—warm rivulets soaking their chests, their tits, their sticky skin. Valentina moaned, her tongue darting out to catch every last drop, her lips sealing around the cockhead to milk it dry. Sofia whimpered, her own fingers slipping between her thighs, rubbing frantically at her soaked pussy as she drank. When the last drops dribbled free, the girls didn’t pull away—they licked clean every inch, their tongues dragging up stiff shafts, lapping at the musk of sweat and piss and sex. The men’s cocks throbbed, already hardening again. “Good girls,” one grunted, yanking Valentina’s head back by her hair. “Now open up for round two.”