The man at Janelle's pussy released a guttural grunt, his hips thrusting urgently as he spilled hot cum inside her. The sudden rush of warmth triggered her body to tighten around him, milking every last drop as he groaned in ecstasy. Simultaneously, the man at her mouth let out a choked cry, his cock pulsing and throbbing as he emptied himself into her throat, his grip in her hair tightening almost painfully. The dual release left Janelle reeling, her senses overwhelmed by the sensations of being filled and claimed by both men. As the men withdrew, Janelle's body quivered, a throbbing ache left in their wake, still caught between the tumult of pleasure and pain. The moment of respite was short-lived. Janelle felt a new pressure as two cocks thrust at the holes at her sides, each man eager and demanding. The men pressed firmly, their cocks insensitive to her needs, finding her sides slick from the oils and the previous efforts. Their presence was a forceful intrusion, each one seeking to claim more of her. Just as she braced for the impact, another hardness probed at her lips, eager and insistent. A new cock nudged at her mouth, seeking immediate access. Janelle offered no resistance, parting her lips as the cock plunged in, demanding her attention with each powerful thrust. The tightness at her sides continued in relentless circles, unsettling her focus. Her body, already stretched and worn, trembled with the realization of new and impending demands. The pleasure and pain intertwined in a dance of desperation, leaving Janelle to be a mere conduit between the men's vehment desires.