Tessa was humming now, the vibrations of her throat traveling through my entire lower body as she took my balls into her mouth. She was sucking on them with a desperate, rhythmic suction, her tongue darting out to lick the sensitive seam behind my sack. Every time I thrust forward, buried deep in Minne's dirtiest hole, Tessa's mouth worked harder, pulling the pleasure out of me.
"Is she tight enough for you, Evan?" Tessa asked, pulling back for a split second, her face flushed. "Does her asshole feel better than mine? Tell me. Tell me how much you love stuffing her shithole."
"It feels like a fucking vice," I admitted, my vision starting to go gray at the edges. "She's so fucking tight, Tessa. It's like she's trying to bite my dick off with her ass."
