Her breath caught in her throat as she tried to remember the details of that night. It was all a bit hazy now, but there were certain moments that stood out vividly in her mind - moans and grunts echoing through the darkness, hands gripping her hair, rough fingers inside her... She swallowed hard, feeling herself growing wet at the memory.

"I remember bits and pieces," she admitted quietly. "But mostly it's just a blur."

Her eyes widened as he mentioned the term, her heart racing with excitement and anticipation. She had never experienced a spit roast before - two men taking turns with her body - but it was something she had fantasized about for a long time. The thought of being filled by two cocks at once sent shivers down her spine, making her wetter than ever.

"I... I've heard of it," she stammered, barely able to get the words out. "