She lined my dick perfect on her dripping pussy—and sat down slow on my hips, on my legs while I sucked her boobs deep, tongue swirling one nipple, teeth grazing, then switching.
Gloria lying on her side watched—eyes wide, hand drifting slow between her own thighs again, turned on bad seeing her friend take charge, knowing she’d do the sa soon.
Brittany started grinding on my dick—doing all the work herself now, hips rolling slow then faster, pussy gripping tight and hot, taking deep with every drop, boobs bouncing in my face as she rode.
She moaned nonstop—"Aahh... Alex... yes..."—hands on my shoulders for leverage, grinding circles that hit her clit perfect, pussy soaking my lap.
The rootte filled with wet slaps—her ass jiggling soft against my thighs, body working like she owned it.
Brittany was moving her hips so good on my dick—in perfect rhythm, slow circles turning faster, grinding deep so her clit rubbed perfect against , pussy clenching tight every ti she lifted and dropped.
I was losing it in pleasure—first cumming so much inside Gloria, taking her virginity, breeding her deep, and now Brittany milking like she owned my cock, walls squeezing rhythmic, hot and wet, pulling in like she wanted every drop too.
"Ahh... Brittany... you couldn’t just watch your friend get all the attention, huh?" I moaned, hands gripping her thick ass, helping her ride harder.
"I asked her to co on this trip, Alex," she whispered breathy, kissing possessive—tongue deep, biting my lip. "I told her what we did at ho... but I wasn’t gonna let her have you all to herself."
Gloria watched from the side, lying down satisfied, body still glowing and trembling from her first ti, like her coming on this trip was the best decision she ever made.
I kissed back wild—hands squeezing her ass cheeks, spreading them as she ground down, dick buried full.
"Don’t worry, babe," I rasped against her lips. "I’ll never not give you attention. I’m gonna fuck you so hard on this trip."
"Oh yeah?" Brittany moaned, getting hornier, hips speeding up. "What you gonna do to ?"
"Ever since you showed that tiny bikini you’re gonna wear," I growled, thrusting up hard to et her drops. "I made sure to rip it apart and fuck you on the beach—when everyone watched."
"But Alex... I’m gonna feel sha..." she gasped, turned on bad by the idea—pussy flooding more, clenching tighter.
"I’ll make sure everyone sees you both getting fucked by ," I said, biting her neck hard, marking her.
She started moving fast—wild now, plump body bouncing, tits jiggling heavy in my face, younger tighter version of Tiffany doing wonders on my cock, walls gripping like fire.
"You’re lucky, Alex... my dad didn’t co on this trip," Brittany moaned, grinding circles that hit deep.
"Doesn’t matter, Brittany," I growled, slapping her ass sharp. "I was gonna fuck you in front of him too."
Soon—after the hard riding, stimulation building forever—Brittany ca hard, body shaking violent, pussy spasming wild around , milking desperate.
"Cum in , Alex..." she begged, kissing sloppy. "Make pregnant..."
"See, Gloria?" I called to her laying on the side, watching with glassy eyes. "That’s how you ask for it in you."
I thrust up brutal—close, balls tight.
"Ahh..." I ca hard again—pulsing thick ropes deep in Brittany while she ground down, milking the rest of my seed after Gloria, pussy squeezing every drop.
We both panted heavy—she on my lap, bodies slick, kissing slow now, tongues lazy in the afterglow.
We stayed like that for a while—letting our bodies rest, my dick still pulsing slow inside her, leaking the cum little by little, her pussy warm and full around .
Then I laid down on the bed—keeping Brittany on top of , my dick still buried deep, not pulling out yet.
Now on the bed, Gloria was laying on our side—close enough to touch, watching us with that satisfied glow, body still trembling soft from her first ti.
Gloria put her hand gentle on Brittany’s hair—brushing it back slow, clearing her best friend’s face from the blonde strands sticking to her sweaty skin, smiling soft like she was taking care of her.
I kept Brittany on top—her thick, plump body heavy and perfect on , tits pressed to my chest, ass soft under my hands as I massaged every part slow—hips, back, cheeks, feeling the warmth, the curves that reminded so much of her mom but younger, tighter.
She moaned lazy—grinding subtle, keeping inside, not wanting to let go.
They were both giggling now—talking low to each other, touching bodies and faces gentle, like two cute sluts satisfied after milking dry, fingers tracing arms, cheeks, lips, sharing little kisses and whispers.
Gloria leaned in closer on us—head on Brittany’s shoulder, hand drifting to my chest, while Brittany stayed lying pressed tight on , bodies tangled warm and slick.
"You two won’t let go, huh?" I said low, realizing it had been way too long since I left Lily—she must’ve eaten dinner alone by now.
"No... we’re keeping you here all night," Gloria whispered hot in my ear—she was getting the hang of it fast, voice breathy and teasing. Then she started licking my ear slow—tongue swirling the lobe, sucking light, making shiver.
My dick started throbbing a little again—still shooting the last weak pulses of cum inside Brittany’s pussy while she lay on top of . I wrapped arms around her soft, thick body and pressed tighter, feeling every curve mold to .
"Brittany... you’re getting so thick day by day," I rasped, squeezing her thick ass hard—fingers sinking deep, spreading cheeks to feel the weight.
"You like it, Alex?" she asked, biting my nipple sharp—teeth tugging just enough to sting sweet.
"Ahhh... yes, girl... I like it," I groaned, slapping her ass hard—crack echoing soft in the rootte, making it jiggle wild, ripples going long.
"You didn’t put it in my ass yet, Alex..." she moaned while I groped her cheeks rough, spreading them wide—so thick and juicy, warm skin overflowing my hands.
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