Lana Licks the Load, Then Gets Her Own

Lana moved like temptation in motion—bare knees gliding across the velvet, pigtails swinging, her smirk as cocky as it was craving. She didn’t speak right away. Didn’t have to. The way she moved told everyone in the room that she knew exactly what kind of trouble she was about to stir.

She dropped to her knees, right between me and Hanna.

Hanna, still trembling from what we’d just shared, lay flushed and open, her breath shallow, lips parted. The shine between her legs told the story we’d written into her body—a slow, deep, aching one. And Lana? She was already leaning in to read the next page.

She didn’t ask permission.

Her hands slid up Hanna’s thighs, gentle at first… then firm. She spread her open, her legs then her cunt, and dipped her head low, her lips ghosting across Hanna’s sensitive skin before her tongue made contact.

Hanna gasped—back arching, fingers curling into the cushions beneath her. “Oh god… Lana—” she whimpered, her voice already dissolving into moans. “You’re gonna make me come again…”

The wet sound of Lana’s tongue licking out my cum drew every eye. Her mouth moved with focused hunger, almost reverence, savoring every drop she coaxed from Hanna’s folds.

Before me, Lana’s body dipped into a perfect arch, back curved, hips raised, the heart-shaped swell of her ass glistening and twitching as she worked.

She was presenting herself without a word.

Just the sway of her hips. Just the glance over her shoulder. Just the glimmer of sweat and sex on her chin as she looked back at me and said, voice rasping, “Don’t be gentle. Not with me. I want to feel you... really feel you. Stretch me. Fuck me.”

I was already halfway there.

Still coated in Hanna, still rock hard, I moved behind her, lined myself up, and pushed in.

Lana moaned into Hanna’s skin, her voice muffled but cracked wide with pleasure. “Ffffuck…”

Her cunt clenched around me like it had been waiting. I gripped her hips and drove deeper. One long, slow push that made her whole body jolt, elbows buckling, her tongue dragging across Hanna’s soaked core.

Hanna cried out, her body jerking from the sensation. “Oh my GOD, Lana…”

Lana didn’t answer with words. She moaned into her. That hungry, guttural sound vibrated through both of them, and my cock throbbed at the feeling.

“She tastes like you,” Lana growled, licking another scoop. “Such a thick, creamy load you dumped in her, so sweet, so dirty and addictive.”

Jia, kneeling nearby, still licking remnants of cum from her lips, nodded. “Told you.”

“She’s taking him so deep,” Eliza breathed, one hand slowly rubbing herself. “You can see it every time he hits bottom…”

“I can hear it,” Daisy added, panting. “That wet slap. Every time… it’s so fucking hot.”

My pace deepened.

Every thrust **** Lana forward, right into Hanna, who gripped the cushions like a lifeline, shuddering under Lana’s tongue.

Lana was shaking now, each impact lifting her hips slightly before she slammed back down, her voice cracking with every breathless grunt. “Unh… unh… uhn…”

I leaned over her, pressing a hand along her spine, then reached up and wrapped a fist around one of her bouncing pigtails, tugging gently until she looked back at me.

Her chin was glazed in slick, her mouth parted, eyes glassy.

“You ready?” I murmured.

She tried to nod, failed, her mouth opened, but all that came out was a whimper.

I gave it to her.

Harder. Slower. Deeper.

Lana’s body trembled, every muscle taut. She collapsed forward, moaning into Hanna’s skin, fingers gripping her thighs as I began to push her over that edge. Her moans were high and shaking now, her cunt fluttering wildly around me.

“You want it?” I growled, low and rough. “You want my cum?”

“Please,” she sobbed. “I want to feel it—I want it so deep, baby —I want to be full…”

A growl ripped from my chest as the pressure snapped—white-hot and primal. My cock swelled inside her, then pulsed.

Hard. Deep. Deliberate.

A rush of molten heat surged into Lana, and she screamed. Her body jerked violently beneath me, back arched, muscles clenching as if her entire being was trying to hold me inside, to drink from the source. My cum shot deep into her—thick, relentless, every pulse met by a fresh, **** twitch of her soaked, spasming cunt.

Her cry cracked into a sob. "F-fuck me, it's so much... oh my god..." she choked, her words swallowed by another long moan as I held her hips flush against me, staying buried.

I don't pull out. I wanted her to feel it all. Every spurt. Every throb. Every filthy drop pumping into her.

Behind me, the room moaned.

"Oh my god," Daisy gasped, rubbing her cunt. “He’s still going... how the hell does he have this much left?”

“So much cum,” Jia whispered, wide-eyed. “Look at that... such a pretty little cum dumpster.”

“She asked for it,” Eliza said, licking her bottom lip. “Told him not to be gentle. And now she’s full to the fucking brim.”

Lana shook beneath me, breath hitching, her cheek against Hanna’s thigh. My hand stayed on her back as I grinded slowly, letting the last few thick spurts flow deep into her spasming heat.

“You’re... you’re ruining me,” she whispered, voice distant, cracked with pleasure. “It’s so hot… I can feel it in my stomach…”

I leaned in close, lips to her ear.

“Good,” I growled. “I want them all to see what I left in you.”

Lana whimpered. Legs shaking. Chin glistening. Eyes unfocused.

And as I finally pulled out of her, a slow, wet, audible slide... the room gasped again at the sight of what followed.

My cum pooled up from her, thick and glossy, clinging to her flushed folds, coating the inside, her pussy twitched, still fluttering from aftershocks as a long thick drip dropped to the cushion, hanging off her used clit.

“He fucking flooded her,” Hanna breathed, still flushed from her own ride. “I thought he was done after me... but he gave her more.”

“She asked for it,” Dani said, curled against Jia, both of them now fingering one another absently as they watched. “And he delivered.”

“That load was no joke,” Daisy said. “Fuck, I swear I heard it hit.”

Lana’s voice was soft now. Raw.

“Oh my God...” she sighed, collapsing fully forward onto Hanna's stomach, her glistening pussy still twitching with each breath. “I’ve never been fucked like that in my life.”

Hanna took Lana's face into her hands, brushing her hair aside, softly.

“You took him like a fucking goddess,” she whispered.

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