The men left her there on the wet sand like discarded trash—pussy and ass still stuffed full with smooth, heavy shells, cum drying in sticky trails down her thick thighs, massive tits heaving as she panted. Waves lapped lazily at her knees, the tide teasing her sore holes. Stiles stayed on all fours for a long minute, pouting furiously, pink lips pursed, white skin flushed from sun and shame.

“Assholes,” she muttered under her breath, voice bratty even now. “Leaving me like this… stuffed like a damn toy.”