A titty fuck from Corrine

Amy let go of my cock long enough to observe, “Elizabeth likes having her tits sucked, and Ian goes crazy for tits. I’m telling you guys, you’re a perfect match for each other.”

We weren’t gonna argue with that logic.

“Speaking of which,” Amy continued, “have you fucked Corrine’s tits yet?”

Corrine pulled her mouth off of me and smiled, clearly up for the challenge. My eyes went wide as she stood up to her full height, those glistening melons of hers rising above the water, right to the exact same level as my cock.

“I bet you’re gonna like this,” Elizabeth whispered.

Amy pulled herself out of the water and sat at my other side, still anxiously fingering her smooth twat as she watched the show. Then she grabbed my hand and replaced the fingers inside her with mine.

I let Elizabeth’s tits fall from my hungry mouth long enough to commit my full attention to the sight of Corrine closing the distance between us, wedging my cock into the cleavage between her big, wet tits.

To my right, Amy came again, swearing and shouting through her convulsions. My fingers shone with her juices.

To my left, Elizabeth was eager to press her sensitive nipples back against my tongue, and I was eager to lick them.

And between my legs, Corrine pumped her bosom up and down, up and down—soft breast meat slapping down against my thighs. She lowered her open mouth, so that the spear tip of my cock collided with her tongue after every thrust—

Too much! Too much!

My semen blasted into the air, then rained down across the expanse of Corrine’s cleavage.