Chapter 9
Larry and Mike set off to find Brittany. Her evening constitutional turned into an hour's expedition. The moon, bright in the midst of the dark sky, served as their light source and guide.
"Do you think she got lost?" Mike asked. He barely stifled his mounting panic. The maze-like paths began to confuse him. He could have understood Brittany's equal bafflement.
"That's entirely possible." Larry held his amusement in check. In actuality, he believed Brittany waited for him. He'd picked up her horny vibrations during dinner. Her signals were hardly submitted in code. She had flagrantly trifled with him. He seriously doubted he misread her sultry gaze. She wanted it-and apparently had for some time. Now that she dumped Joe, she was fair game.
Susan, no doubt, would forgive him. If confronted, he would place the blame entirely on Brittany. He was, after all, only human.
Larry wondered how he was going to ditch Mike. Having an eyewitness didn't work in his favor, particularly if he was taking a gamble.
While a multitude of excuses swam through his head, a melodious voice pierced his concentration.
"So," Heather declared, becoming real from the darkness. "You've brought your friend."
Mike flinched at Wendy's velvety touch. He was wary of those women from the start. He vividly recalled their brazen feast that afternoon. They ate each other without restraint. Their carefree philosophy unnerved him.
"And where are you two little vixens off to?" Larry huskily inquired.
"Looking to stir up some trouble," Heather said, slinking up to him. "Know where we can find it?"
"You didn't have a problem finding it before," Larry said with a grin.
The familiarity they employed dumbfounded Mike. He expected Larry to spurn their advances. His reception of them, however, wildly differed from his. He appeared not only open to suggestion, but willing to get things started.
"Are you forgetting Susan?" Mike asked when he saw Larry take a handful of Heather's spectacular ass.
"Huh?" Larry mumbled.
Wendy breathlessly explored Mike's body with her hands. "Mmmmm. You're nicely built, stud. Do you have a big one?" Her fingers snaked toward his crotch. "Show me. I want to see what you've got."
Mike pushed her away. He insisted upon remaining loyal to Brittany. "We're trying to find someone. She's been missing well over an hour."
"That wouldn't happen to be that voluptuous redhead from your camp?" Heather mentioned.
"It most certainly is," Mike said. "Why? Have you seen her? Is she nearby?"
"She's with Gerry and Alex," Wendy supplied, pawing him again.
Mike was too stunned to elude her. "She's with your men? I don't understand. Have they detained her? Has she willingly stayed with them?"
Heather giggled. "She's on her knees, baby, with Gerry in her mouth and Alex in her pussy."
Mike's jaw dropped.
"Pay it no mind," Wendy soothed. "She begged them for it. She was plainly in heat-I could tell."
Larry failed to register concern over the incident. Heather captured his attention. Their lips came together in a rush. Heather opened her mouth and received his hot, spirited tongue. She moaned as he dragged her toward him with those solid arms, closing her in a feverish embrace.
"Ohhhh," she sobbed once their kiss broke and he attached himself to her neck. Ecstasy streamed through her body. She writhed against him.
"I've got a problem growing inside my shorts," he murmured in her ear. Pulling her ass toward him, he ground his bulge into that soft mound. "Think you can take care of it?"
She nodded.
Larry arranged his flashlight on an upper branch so that he could observe her striptease. It shone upon her extraordinary curves. After having settled for Susan's flat-chested figure, Heather was a sight to behold.
Her leather vest slipped from her shoulders. Her nipples swung out at him. She steered those big tits to his mouth.
He gave them an appreciative slurp. That heavy wealth of brown hair tumbled down her back.
He assisted with the unsnapping of her threadbare jeans. He pulled down her zipper, then reached inside. That dark fluff curled around his fingers. Droplets of love dew stuck to each strand. He rubbed that warm patch, letting the dampness ooze from its center.
Mike watched on. He had known Larry to be faithful to Susan. Seeing him with another woman shocked him. To his recollection, Larry never cheated.
Before Mike could brace himself for the next stirring bombardment, Larry descended upon Heather's crotch. She shivered as he nuzzled the furry spot, weaving his fingers through her silken locks. He exhaled over her succulent flesh, then tenderly divided it.
"Oh, God," Heather blurted the moment his tongue met her. He dipped into the heart of that pussy and collected its moisture. By the third pass, she was weak with want. He expertly dabbed her snatch. She shifted restlessly, conscious of his provoking tip.
Larry's blue pupils studied her from below. The flash of pink when he wiggled suggested the position of his tongue. "See what you taught me, baby. Have I learned well?"
"You've earned your diploma," she said before sucking air through her clenched teeth. She cupped the back of his head and pelted his face. "Oh, yeah. Eat me. Suck it out of me. Ohhhh. Oh, baby."
Although Mike judged Larry's actions reprehensible, he got caught up in the frenzy. Seeing that girl's cunt widen from Larry's probe titillated him. He adroitly separated those gleaming pink layers.
Wendy removed the flashlight from his hand. He gave her no argument. Larry's slobbering left him speechless and frozen. She set it where two branches forked. Light flooded the area. They lounged on the makeshift stage.
Mike's brawny frame whetted Wendy's appetite. Although he didn't possess striking features, she sensed a fierce masculinity. She took advantage of his mesmerization. Mike was far too preoccupied with Heather's dripping pussy to deflect her touch.
She tugged his shorts and underwear over his hips. Mike sported a semi-hard cock. Her tongue darted at him. She purred at his salty flavor. Mike heavily perspired. He could not control his excreted fluids. She slurped him again, relishing that saline release.
Mike shivered as that tongue assaulted him. He did not protest its intimacy. That moment was not anchored in reality. Larry's oral feast was also part of a hazy dream. Brittany had been a tangible factor, the rest illusion.
Larry lowered his tip into Heather's cunt. That gratifying stab wrenched another guttural cry. Her pussy became glutted with his frantic tongue. Its brisk activity curled her toes.
Heather's eyes rolled heavenward. "Oh, Larry. You're making me cum."
He tongue-fucked her for several heart-stopping moments. She couldn't get enough of that inflaming twist. Her breath came up short, promoting a lush dizziness.
Heather joined Larry on the ground and reached between his legs. As his oral passion intensified, he curved himself around her. She felt the outline of his erection through his shorts. He seemed larger than she remembered.
"Suck me, baby," he whispered. "Get me off with your mouth."
She fingered his enlarged cock with delectation. Larry was impressively endowed. "Yeah. I want it."
Larry's vigorous tip gave her the proper incentive. He whisked over that bud, relishing its flavor. Her juices oozed from her snatch. She heard his gulp, then savored his next assault.
"That feels so good," she murmured, trickling onto his tongue. "Ohhhh."
He prompted her nipples to stand. She smoothed her palm over the heavy stubs and moaned. Pleasure traveled to every cell.
Wendy's persistent tongue and lips stretched Mike to his maximum size. They hadn't relaxed until his every inch had been drawn out. Coated with foamy spit, his dick lengthened to capacity. She licked the head until it expanded, and massaged his shaft until it thickened. His balls received an abundance of saliva, too.
"Look how big he is," Wendy mentioned to Heather. Her fist moved up and down, keeping him at the pinnacle of excitement.
Heather glanced at the cock she fully developed. He ballooned to eight plump inches. "Wow. He's a giant. I want him, too."
"After I'm through with him." Wendy's mouth descended upon his domed head.
Mike groaned. He watched himself disappear into her hot gullet. "Oh, Christ." That blonde drove him insane. Although she tampered with his principles, he was powerless to resist those sliding lips. She wiggled up and down the large vein of his underside. He dragged fresh air into his lung when she absorbed him to the root, then wielded a ferocious suck. Not until he was reduced to trembling did she release him. When his dick eased back, bubbles popped across his vein-ridden span.
"Mmmmm," Wendy hummed. Cupping his buns, she reeled him into that smothering ring. "Mmmmm."
Mike, grimacing, steered himself to that panting face. He submerged his cock into that liquid heat. Her bottom lip, digging into that heavy vein, tormented him.
Wendy, reveling in his abnormal breathing, continued her hot, sucking massage.
Larry licked Heather's pussy more passionately than ever. His lips enclosed her damp flesh and sucked until her mind nearly went blank. His oral attack depleted her air supply. She combed through his hair and arched her back. He ate her out for quite some time before he lifted his mouth.
"Your pussy is so sweet," he remarked.
Heather eventually regained her powers of direction. She reached into his shorts to claim her prize. Larry's cock pulsed fiercely in her grasp. The purplish head screamed for her mouth.
As though it were the most natural arrangement of their limbs, Heather climbed on top of Larry. She framed his fever-bright face with her thighs. Positioning her pussy above his mouth, she pushed down and fed him a wet cunt.
"Oh, yeah," she wept, gyrating over his lips, cheeks and chin. "Ohhhh."
Simultaneously, she pumped him with her fist. His hard dick towered through her sweaty coil. He throbbed, awaiting that initial lick.
Heather opened her mouth and wrapped him in her shivering heat. In reflex, his knees shot up. She squeezed his stiff cock, then applied a ceaseless tickle to the protruding vein that ran his cock's length.
"Mmmmmm," she droned against his captured member. "Mmmmm."
"Christ." Larry swallowed roughly, palpitating in her hungry lock. "Ahhhh."
Heather sucked his dick without unrestraint. She drew powerfully, tasting some of his cum in that first pull. Up and down that rigid stretch she went, weaving her oral magic. She soared from tip to base, in defiance of his length.
Larry looked around Heather's undulating buttocks to see his cock disappear. As her baking saliva permeated his skin, stale air whistled through clenched teeth. He loved having her mouth all over his dick. He elevated his ass and crammed all he could into that moist vacuum. Heather took him whole.
Across from him, Mike received the same treatment. Wendy's sweeping mouth silenced him of all complaint. She sucked him into a noticeable swoon. Clenching his fists, he rocked on his feet. His dick was imprisoned in Wendy's beautiful face.
Heather massaged Larry's balls with her thumbs, compounding the sensations her lips triggered. Larry groaned at her delicate handling. He rotated his hips to take advantage of her winding patterns.
"Yeah, baby," he grunted. "Lick my balls."
Heather extended more than her feathery touch. She removed her sucking lips from his cock, then curled her tongue under his taut sack. She slashed hot spittle over his rocks.
Larry gasped, stunned from the overload to his electrical circuits.
Closing his shaft in her fist, she jerked high and low while lapping his balls. Snapping bubbles clung to the skin, then coasted to the bottom. Once she had him dripping, Heather engulfed his bulbous head. She sucked him into that vibrant ring, then sank to his foundation. His stomach quivered as she devoured him.
Larry seized Heather's hips and hauled her juicy cunt to his mouth. He duplicated the tongue-jolting strokes she practiced. He delved into her hot center and drank her nectar.
Heather clutched his hair-rough thighs for support. She pushed down on his face, pursuing that rapid-fire tip. Larry sucked her clit with everything he had. Her butt cheeks rose and fell, tamed by his steel grip. Her juices seeped into his gulping orifice. Dizzy with joy, she rode his face. She ground her crotch to his mouth, rubbing that aggravated button against Larry's teeth and tongue. Her nails sank into her muscled flesh. Her eyes were fixed at the stars while her mouth dropped open. "Oh, baby, that feels so good."
He could feel her orgasm approaching.
Heather's delirious gallop on his tongue continued. She buckled, at the fringe. Those heart-shaped buns rotated to a stimulating beat. He circled her button, then flicked it. Heather nearly flew off of him. He sucked deeply from her pussy, downing that sugary gush. Her scattered cries amplified his hunger when he dabbed far into that delectable hole.
"Yeah," she squealed, jerking. "Oh, yeah."
Wendy's mouth slid from Mike's cock. She watched her friend nearing convulsion. "Look. Your buddy is making her cum."
Mike groped for her head. He didn't want her to leave him at such a frustrating point. "Finish me."
Wendy regarded his inflamed cock. "Do you like the way I've sucked it?"
Heather's mounting sobs riled him. He shook badly from her high-pitched wail. "Yeah." He jabbed the saliva-dripping head at her face. "Come on."
"Let me make it better for you." She scooped up her tits and brushed them against him. Her nipples pressed into his flesh. The hair on his thighs prickled and excited her skin.
Mike trembled. The thrill of those billowy globes quickened his pulse. He couldn't refrain from tweaking those ripe nuggets. They screamed for his pinch. He enclosed one and enjoyed its palpitation.
"Have you ever been fucked by a pair of big tits?"
Her posed question made his cock twitch. The thought of being wrapped in those enormous breasts almost made him cum. Without the necessary friction, however, he merely jutted in her face.
"You're in for a treat." She molded her boobs to that moistened shaft, then began dragging them up and down its stretch.
After a few luscious strokes, Mike's head lobbed to one side. Luckily, a tree supported him. He leaned against it while watching his dick slip through her silky cleavage."
"Aren't my tits soft?" she purred.
"God, yes."
"They're fucking you," she whispered. "They're going to make you explode."
His bulbous head, protruding from her cleavage, was orally accessible. She opened her mouth and took him in a loud pucker. Her lips folded just beneath the heavy rim of his velvety crown. She bestowed him a robust and pleasing suck. Wendy hummed against his submerged flesh. After spending a moment in her sucking furnace, she noisily uncoupled her lips.
"Mmmmm. I can taste the man in you."
"Christ," Mike gasped, scaling the layers of billowy excess. That chasm was lubricated with her spit. Her skin had a silky consistency. Getting pressed into those heaving layers and enjoying their lush conflict made his pulse jump. He watched those swollen nubs rise and fall during Wendy's crushing movement. Inserting his cock in that sweaty groove physically aggravated her. "Fuck me with those tits," he grunted. "Bunch them around my cock and stroke it. Yeah. Keep it going."
Larry chuckled when hearing that gruffness come from Mike. His timid buddy had definitely loosened up. "Go for it, man," he said. "Let her pump your jism with her tits."
Mike did not pay him notice. He went on grinding himself in her soft cleft.
Wendy whimpered as he sawed through her cleavage. Accommodating that big dick exhausted her. She pulled her tits around that elevated cock until the nipples touched. Mike's furious beat was smothered inside her flesh. Judging from his tense expression, he approved of that variation.
"Whew," he muttered as her saliva-slick recess tugged at his thing. She yanked the skin of his cock, creating a sweet commotion. "Oh, yeah."
Wendy bent her head and seized his cockhead. After taking an intense pull, she darted at the cum slit. Mike emitted a drop of white goo. She downed it, then sucked for more. His tremors were noticeable through her mouth.
Mike groaned as those lips swirled over his solid bulb. Wendy's saliva made him shift on his heels. He fucked through her soft clutch, letting her sweat and drool pleasure him.
Heather was close to spasming-but hardly negligent of Larry. She dipped into her reserves and found the strength to suck him to orgasm. Her lips pumped that swollen growth, from below its heavy knob to its broad trunk.
Larry, puffing from those oral exertions, lifted himself to meet that voracious receptacle. "Yeah, baby. Suck my thing. Make me pop. Yeah. Work it up that shaft. Drain me with those sexy lips. Milk that cock."
His whole dick occupied her mouth. She wrapped her lips securely to its bottom, lashing his veins with her tongue.
Larry outlined those wet cunt lips, then daubed her pulsing bud. Her honey supply was profuse. He slurped and lapped that quivering snatch, tapping its flow. As his concentration on her clit endured, Heather's tremors multiplied. Without detaching his mouth, he sucked harder than before. He wanted her to cum.
"Ohhhh," she moaned, smashing and rubbing her pussy against his lips and teeth. "Oh, Larry. I'm cumming. I'm cumming."
Larry took pride in satisfying her. He lapped the final drops of sweetness from her cunt.
When her daze cleared, Heather saw Larry's cock standing unattended. She opened her mouth to finish the job. Grabbing him up with her soft lips, she launched into some serious suction. The moist friction of her lips against his taut skin echoed.
"Yeah, baby," he said, his chin veering upward. He jabbed himself between those puckered lips. Pushing his thing into that hot vacuum turned him on. "Suck me, baby. Faster. Oh, yeah. Don't stop."
Heather massaged his balls with his hands while compressing that throbbing mass. She pulled on him, clasping him tighter than ever. Pressing her tip to his heavy vein, she enjoyed his wild beat.
An abundance of sweat dribbled from Larry's brow. He shook his head as that seizure gripped him. Heather smothered his dick with hot, juicy kisses. Holding back was impossible. "I'm going to shoot."
Heather stayed on his cock, her lips tugging dutifully at the tingling skin. "Mmmmm."
"Ughhh," he growled, feeding that torrent into her face. "Ughhh. Ughhh."
Heather secured her lips to shaft, trapping that hot collection. She enjoyed Larry's pleasure-filled groans, accentuated by his violent shaking, while he discharged himself.
Wendy fastened her boobs to Mike's dick and stroked it until his sharp intake told her he wasn't about to last much longer.
"Do you want me to cum on your tits?" he feverishly asked.
Wendy said nothing, keeping his cock covered with her mouth. Her sucks were more ferocious than ever. She tormented the enlarged head with tantalizing whips, bearing down with terrific suction.
Her tits continued to caress him to that irreversible point. Those delightfully soft globes rubbing and stimulating his cock caused his cum to boil. Mike's jaw shook. Her fondling was so nice, he couldn't avert the engulfing weakness from totally dominating him.
"Jesus," he groaned, smacking the counter with his back. "I'm going to cum. Oh, yeah. I'm going to shoot."
Wendy quickly disconnected her mouth from her rubbery knob and retreated a fraction so she could watch him jet. Her timing was perfect. No sooner had she fallen on her haunches, than Mike's geyser landed on her tits.
"Arghh," he howled, squirting her. "Ughhh. Ughhh."
Wendy enjoyed his splash of jism. It felt nice and warm, hitting her body. Hot and sticky-that best described his emission. She alternated her position so that his splatter was evenly distributed. When he was done, she lathered up her nipples with his white goo. Blending it over her highly aroused spots increased her appetite.
Larry watched Mike's jism drip from Wendy's tits. Her blonde succulence stirred him. He began stroking his cock.
Orgasm hadn't diminished his horniness. He wanted some of that hot pussy. "Hey, pal," he muttered, "let's say we switch."
Mike incoherently slumped against the tree. He was in no condition to dispute the matter.
Larry positioned Wendy over a large log. Anxiously, he separated her cunt lips with his thumbs. "Come on, baby. Let's fuck."
"Ohhhh," Wendy sighed.
Larry plunged his tongue into her pink folds. Wendy bit her bottom lip and moaned. His slurp afforded her a potent charge. He wriggled inside that moist crevice, invoking her lust. Wendy became dizzy at its stabbing fury.
"I've got to prepare you for this cock of mine, baby.
It's a lot to take." Larry hummed into her saturated cunt. "Mmmmm." He slowly extracted his sinuous tip, then attended the slick flaps. Her blonde wisps curled around his fingers as he delved into her sugary center. Wendy oozed into his mouth. He gleaned her nectar from her glistening lips, then searched for more. Her hot trickle was superb. He gulped every drop that seeped from her cunt.
Heather slithered over to Mike and revived him with her feathery touch. She caressed his hair-rough thighs. "Do you like having a cunt in your mouth, too?"
Mike gulped. Those inquisitive fingers sent shocks through his system. Although he had gone limp, his loins began to churn.
She clasped his flaccid member. "Maybe we ought to fuck. I think I'd rather have you in my pussy."
Mike groaned as she massaged his sensitive cock. He grew slowly in her fist.
Wendy moaned. Larry's slurp took her breath. He continued to assault her senses with his expert tip. Her pink flesh was manipulated to his satisfaction. "Oh, yeah. Lick me, baby. Stick your tongue in there. Ohhhh. That feels so good."
Licking Wendy became his obsession. He mouthed her pink succulence and lapped the honeyed excess. He inhaled her womanly fragrance. Wendy smelled fresh and clean, yet exuded a rich tang. Pressing down with his lips, he succeeded in acquiring more of her candied essence. Her saturated cunt flesh yielded a surplus of that sugary treat. Liquid excitement dripped from persistent tongue activity.
Larry had never been one to eat pussy, but realized how much enjoyment he derived from it.
His dick was stiff as bone. He needed to puncture that wet mound. Standing behind Wendy, he pinned back the silken flaps of her pussy and stationed his heavy knob at its puckering entrance. Wendy emitted piercing heat. Slowly, he began to push himself into that soaked recess.
"Oh, God," she wept.
"Can't wait, baby," he muttered from behind. "I've got to go in."
He cupped her pussy and dragged her backward. The bloated crown sank into her quivering hole. "Jesus," she yelped. Her cheeks turned crimson as Larry pressed himself into that narrow gap. "You're so big."
Mike saw Wendy's toes curl as Larry settled into her cunt. His balls rested on her anus.
Wendy clenched her teeth as that long dick entered her snatch. He reached a rarely touched section. "Oh, Larry," she sobbed, clawing the dirt. "It goes so far."
"I love the way your pussy squeezes me," he mentioned. "Oh, yeah. You're so fucking tight."
"Ohhhh."
Her sobs propelled him into action. He took possession of that slim waist, then ground himself into those buns. "Let me give it to you. I want you to feel every inch of it, baby. It's going to drive you wild."
She sent her eager ass at him. She delighted in the slap of his balls as they hit her buttocks. They made a variety of wet, sucking noises.
"Fuck me," she moaned. "Fuck me."
Her cries stimulated Mike. Heather's delicate caress returned him to full extension. When she released his cock, it stood tall by itself.
"Wow. Look at that thing," Heather panted. "I'm going to fuck it."
She dragged him on top of her. Mike groaned as he covered her with his man's body. Unable to arrest the feverish impulse, he went with it. Those legs opened. That wet pussy sucked him inside.
"Christ," he muttered, entering her.
"Yeah," Heather sighed, savoring the rush. Mike completely filled her. "Ohhhh."
Wendy bucked as Larry crammed himself into her juicy crevice. "More. Harder. Oh, yeah. More."
Larry savored her frenzied directives. He sawed through that wet, grabbing cunt and groaned. Taking her from behind generated a different kind of rush. He couldn't see her face when his cock went into her. Although he couldn't glimpse her contortions, she compensated him with her hoarse affirmations. Wildly, he plunged into that moist cunt, doggie-style, compelling her to verbalize her thrill.
"Christ, does that feel good," he muttered under his breath. "Very tight. Yeah. You're crushing me with those pussy lips."
Wendy whimpered as he sliced into her. The position they assumed accented the animal fury she felt. Deliriously, she swung her ass cheeks at him, then cried out as he drilled into her quivering body. He molded himself to her squirming figure, lodging his cock into that soft crevice. He smacked into the backs of her thighs. When he slammed into her proffered buns and their flesh locked, both eliminated their stale air.
"Oh, yeah," Mike gasped as Heather hugged herself to him. "Let me into that nice, wet pussy." He smashed himself into that warm, sucking hole that made him tingle all over. Back and forth he went, dragging his cock through hot squish that belonged to a stranger. Heather provided him endless satisfaction.
"You love it, don't you?" Heather teased. "Ohhhh. Me, too. You're a rock, baby. A fucking rock."
Larry looked down and watched his dick slide from that juicy opening, dripping with her sweetness. The skin of his cock collected, then stretched as he switched direction. Each stroke propelled them closer to orgasm. He ignored that nagging weakness that festered and went on fucking her. He submerged himself until his balls kissed the sappy lining of her cunt lips.
Wendy's eyes misted over as he pumped her pussy. Involuntarily, she put a finger to her clit and began jiggling. The fast, gratifying motion she achieved gave her an added boost. Instantly, she tightened around him. He cut through the coils of muscle that became attached to his hard shaft. Exquisite friction resulted.
"More," she blurted. "More. Ohhhh. Keep giving it to me."
Faster and faster, she wiggled her button. Her digit supplied the missing ingredient. She jerked back, captured most of Larry, then gripped him before he receded from her slippery clutches.
"Take me," Mike groaned, humping Heather. "Take me deep inside you. Oh, yeah. You're milking me with that snug pussy. I can feel your muscles closing around my cock."
"Ohhhh," Heather sobbed, raking her nails over his flexing buttocks. She shoved herself at that rigid thing. "Faster. Get me off, baby. Get me off."
Larry, securely holding Wendy's butt, pushed and pulled himself through that dank slit. Although her ass appeared small, his whole cock fit inside. Rivulets of sweat poured down his body as he pumped her. It felt good, giving it to her.
"Are you ready, baby?" he hoarsely whispered.
She nodded.
Within seconds, both of them came. They could not sustain the sawing action they performed. Larry fucked Wendy harder and harder, unable to check the impulse. Her sweet exertions on his cock put him over the edge.
"I'm going to cream in your pussy," he warned, whacking into that moist part of her. "I can't hold back."
"I'm cumming, Larry," she wept, rapidly fingering her clit. "I'm cumming."
He squirted what was left into her cunt. Jism roared from his balls in a wad.
Wendy trembled as he pumped his thick seed into her snatch. Her contractions, however, overrode the sensation. "Ohhhh. Oh, yes, Larry. Fill me with that hot jizz."
Larry's arms closed around her. His chin went over her shoulder. Wendy purred in contentment, caressing his powerful arms.
Mike lost it in Heather's hot folds. He pulled out at the moment of climax and shot onto her stomach. Heather shuddered with orgasm while receiving his creamy drippage.
Their howls of pleasure echoed into the night.