Climaxes for all, except Miele

As Karra was forcefully rocked back and forth between the two burly men and their fat cocks, their heavy scrotums hitting her buttocks and chin respectively, she could feel herself being to the point where she would finally achieve climax, after having awaited it for so long.

Miele did her best to urge the newcomer on from her position on the sidelines, having dropped to her haunches on the Amazon’s right side, clasping hold of her heavy tits, toying with the heavy orbs and holding them steady enough for them to remain relatively stabile whilst the rest of her was pushed onto first the one man, then the other.

The obscenities which Miele whispered in her ear surely did nothing to quell Karra’s arousal, and it was the combination of Miele calling her a dirty, cock-lusting slut for the umpteenth time and Kullus’ pair of gargantuan balls being slapped against the hairless lips of her sensitive cunt which finally brought her over the edge, causing her to let out a passionate shriek which was muffled due to Cyrus’ cock being stuffed into her mouth, the head of it pressing against the back of her throat.

After having been held back for such a long time despite experiencing such **** lusts, Karra’s climax was something extraordinary, and it showed; apart from a further increase of tempo in her thrusts and bucks against the two men which went on with their fucking of her anus and mouth, pretending as though they didn’t notice her very apparent emotive peak, her honey literally squirted out from her cunt, some of it cascading down onto the ground or splattering over her thighs and legs, while the rest of gushed out of her tight pussy.

Seeing what was happening between Karra’s thighs, Miele rapidly got down on her ass beneath the climaxing girl, tugging her head up and burying her mouth in her soaked twat, eagerly lapping at it at the same time as she once again used her hands to toy with Kullus’ ass and balls.

The sudden reappearance of Miele’s hand on his undercarriage, the blonde minx now rolling his massive, sperm-churning testicles over her slender fingers was just what Kullus needed to join Karra in orgasmic bliss, the hunky adolescent letting out a bellowing roar as the first portion of his cumshot was dispersed deep inside of her rectum.

In a sudden surge of ****, Kullus sent Karra spearing forwards so that even more of Cyrus cock was swallowed down her throat, until she felt her nose being mashed against his rock-hard pubis, and his ball-sack pressed against her chin.

Taking a step back and pulling his long, thick member out of Karra’s greedy mouth, Cyrus smiled at her face, which still grimaced in showing of her intense, multiple climax, and then slapped the front portion of the hard, vein-riddled tube against her left cheek, then at her right, the impacts producing a wet noise as his hard flesh hit her tanned skin.

As his dick bounced back from Karra’s cheek, Cyrus caught hold of it with his hand and whipped it up in front of her face just as the first strings of cum were shot out of his pisshole.

Karra could swear that both of the men only seemed to produce more and more cum with each passing second, and with a greater flow of it at that, her ass was already overflowing to the extent that some of Kullus’ cum had run down between her buttocks to drip onto Miele’s forehead.

Realizing just how flooded Karra’s diluted, well-fucked arsehole was becoming, Kullus slowly extracted his cock from it in its entirety, goblets of hot jizz jetting out from it as it sprang free, the thick drops flying through the air before landing in a scattered pattern on Karra’s flexed back.

Noticing the ejaculating schlong finally coming free of Karra’s rectum, Miele pressed herself up between Karra’s legs so that her breasts were pressed against the other girl’s round, delicious rump, and tossed her head back whilst opening her mouth wide.

Miele’s suggestive move was quickly rewarded by Kullus’ shifting his cock downwards so that the blonde could fit the head of it in her mouth, her lips clasping hold around the bulbous tip whilst her tongue began to swirl its way around the spastic knob.

Soon, trickles of cum were appearing at the sides of Miele’s lush mouth, pouring down onto her throat and shoulder while Cyrus had changed his aim so that his cum was now not only apparent all over Karra’s face, where it mixed with the remaining droplets of his nephew’s earlier release, and in her hair, but also all over the tops of her breasts, which were soon coated in a white layer that was uniform enough in its thickness that it seemed as though she managed to find time to slip a top on over them while Cyrus was busy hosing her down.

As for Miele, she had slipped Kullus’ cock out of her mouth, and the turgid tube was now splayed over her chest, with its head squirting out the last of his load from its position on top of her breasts, while Miele’s face was between his legs, her mouth eagerly attending to his pulsating nutsack.

The last spray of Cyrus substantial cumshot landed on Karra’s nose, with thick streams of white already running down her face, dripping down onto her tits and shoulders from that and her hair.