Eating Robin

The two men looked at Robin with bugged out eyes. They looked at each other. They both quickly placed their pizza boxes on the coffee table and moved toward Robin.

The older driver raced to Robin’s side. He lowered his head and began sucking her swollen, darkened nipples. They hardened immediately. He began sliding his tongue up Robin’s full breasts to her neck and ears. He was good! Robin’s knees began to buckle.

The second driver dropped to his knees in front of Robin. She looked down and saw that he had stripped off his clothing before making his move. He wrapped his arms around Robin’s hips and buried his face in her pussy. Robin’s huge belly made access to her slit difficult in this position. The two men worked together to lower Robin down onto the thick carpet.

Now on her back, the younger driver was able to spread Robin’s legs. He had complete access to her pussy. He dove tight in. Robin actually gasped as he spread her pussy lips with his fingers and speared her pussy with his tongue. He began licking and sucking. His tongue wiggled up and down her slit, lashed at her clit, and slurped up the sticky juices that were now flowing freely from Robin’s pussy.

The older driver continued licking, and sucking, and kissing Robin’s breasts, nipples, neck, and ears. Between the two, very talented, tongues Robin was already coming. And she wanted more. But she decided to let the two drivers have free reign – she wasn’t going to take any first steps – at least not yet.

The younger driver clamped his lips around Robin’s engorged clit. His tongue began lashing the bud back and forth. Robin shuttered as she came again. The older man, kneading Robin’s nipples between his fingers, had primed her breasts enough so that a thin, milky juice began to leak. He lowered his head again and began sucking. The thrill ripped right through Robin’s gut.