After that, I kept fucking them simultaneously, not letting the heat die down even for a second.
Their bodies pressed against me, warm and quivering.
I had both of them riding me at the same time—Yr bouncing up and down on my cock once again, her tight, slick pussy swallowing me whole with every drop of her hips, while Amy straddled my face, her soaked slit smothering my mouth with its sticky, fragrant nectar.
I asked Amy to record Tris's expression while I was licking her, and she did so obediently, keeping the camera steady even as her own body trembled from pleasure.
The lewd, wet sounds of my tongue working over her folds echoed around the room, filling the air with the shameless noise of sex.
The ripe, soft flesh of her pussy pressed down firmly against my mouth like a fruit ready to burst, and from the narrow crevice hidden beneath a thin line of delicate pubic hair, her nectar trickled freely.
A stream of sweet honey ran across my lips, the scent intoxicating.
