Amber takes over, but Sandra handles it

Amber suddenly tugged on her arm, yanking Miss H onto her stomach beneath her. Amber was wound up so tightly that she planted her pussy down onto Sandra's face, pinning her arms down with her knees to trap her.

"See?" Melissa sighed. "No taming that sex fiend."

But Amber was moaning loud enough to drown her out. She was humping furiously, and there was the occasional slurping sound from beneath her. Amber's legs locked suddenly around Hoeful's neck, shaking incredible as she burst into multiple orgasms. Each time, there was simply a louder sucking and licking sound from beneath as Sandra drank up her cum and kept at her.

"No damn way..."