Awkward but enjoyable pleasure.

Monica’s head turned to face Welling as he bent over to kiss her lips. It looked strange as his head was so much larger than Monica’s. She held her breasts together, letting him fuck her cleavage as he reached around her to grab her arse.

Mitch turned his attention back to Nicay, pushing even more of his hand into her. She moaned in response, her large hand stroking his cock. She was gentle, and, like the rest of her body, there were lines of scars on her hands that were firm. As he sighed in pleasure, he leant into Nicay’s breast and took her hardening nipple in his mouth. It was thicker than two of his fingers, but he did his best to suck on it, and please she and she moaned her approval.

Slowly she guided them back to a nearby rock, smooth with the passage of water, she lay back on it, and Mitch smiled. She wanted more of him, more of his hand and arm. Feeling up for the challenge, he started to work his hand deeper into her, four fingers and then five. As his wrist met her lips, he brought his other hand forward to rub at her clit. The large but as round as his thumb.

Over Nicay’s breasts, he saw that Welling had picked up Monica and turned her around. With one strong arm, he held her in place as she sucked on the tip of his cock and stroked it with both hands. There was no way Monica could swallow that cock, or take it inside her, but it was erotic to see.

As she sucked on him, Welling was fucking her with one of his fingers, and she moaned and whimpered as he did. Welling’s fingers were quickly the size of a human’s cock, so Mitch knew she would enjoy herself.

Nicay’s body shivered, and he felt her cunt spasming around his arm as he pushed deeper into her. Slowly pushing and pulling to lubricate his arm with her juices and reach deeper into her. As almost his entire forearm was buried inside his giant lover, he felt the resistance of her cervix and heard her moan. He tested it slightly, leaning into her and pushing firmly against her cervix and felt a strong clamping on her arm. She moaned something in her tongue, and Mitch took it to mean more, so he pulled back and did it again.

This time her cunt tightened more, and he felt her shuddering around his arm. With an effort, he pulled back and did it again, her orgasm extending as he did. Her hands gripped the rock underneath her as she arched in pleasure.

Mitch smiled. He enjoyed pleasing women, and Nicay was a sight to behold. He continued to fist her through her orgasm, amazed at how long and strong it seemed to be. When she started to relax, Mitch’s shoulder ached from the effort.

Slowly he withdrew his hand, and he heard Mon scream in pleasure. Looking in that direction, he saw her sitting on Welling’s shoulders, her crotch pressed to his face. Mitch wondered if he was licking her or fucking her with his giant tongue.

Nicay sat up on the strong in front of him, “That was enjoyable, but now, it is my turn,” she said. She lay in the water face first and guided him into position in front of her as she licked her lips. “Come, let me please you.”

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