Change roles

Sasha pulls Annalize up and you kiss one girl, then the other. Sasha refrains from the kisses, only to lower her head. A second later you feel her expert tongue licking the side of your cock…and again then nothing from Sasha. You understand once you are pulled onto the bed by the eager Sasha.

Landing on your back, Sasha assumes her position by kneeling over your face. You try to finger Sasha from this position, but it is awkward, especially when Sasha losers herself to ride your face. Your wrist is bent in an uncomfortable angle but you don’t stop. You are even less inclined to stop when you feel weight on top of your hips...followed by the unmistakable sensation of terribly wet pussy lips kissing your cock head.

You are not in control here! Things are going far too quick for a sexfight. You try to shift to a better position....but Sasha is riding your face. You are unable to make yourself push her away. Instead, the warm sensation of the tight wetness enveloping bit after thick bit floods your senses.

You forget how to lick for a second....and groan against Sasha’s womanhood. They both ride you faster.

“Fuck, that looks so hot,” Sasha says. The sound comes muffled as a result of her incredible legs being wrapped around your head. You assume she has turned around to watch her friend ride you.

You hand can’t cope anymore, so you hold on to her legs and lick her salty flavour for all you are worth. Your tongue is numbing but you can't stop. She hasn't cum yet. A pair of delicate hands hold on to your lower torso. The wet sensation has found new depth on your cock. Your trousers, still clinging to your legs, are now soaked in feminine arousal. The heavenly tightness of Annalize’s pussy is assuredly driving you wild.

You eat Sasha out as a way to focus on what you are doing instead of what are feeling. You have to block out the thought of not one, but two heavenly-proportioned women on top of you, moaning, grinding, getting their pleasure off your body.

You have to focus on your tongue, the poor, abused muscle complains about the nonstop endeavour. You alternate by sucking on Sasha’s labia only to go back to licking at her folds and clit.

“So good,” Annalize moans loudly, either not caring or forgetting that this is a fight.

“I wish I could try it, but this too good,” Sasha complains. You lick harder.

“Fuck!” Annalize gasps. “Don’t cum yet.”