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She swings one, long, muscled leg over your body before dropping her wet pussy to hover over your now softening cock. This woman is easily a head taller than you and looks muscled from years of training. With one hand she pulls up her skirt of crafted leather strips and with the other she grips you and runs the head of your cock between her lips, through the mixture of your saliva and her grool that coats her pussy. You feel so sensitive still. Through the intense pleasure, you rise to full mast again.

"I see you like to look at my vulva you filthy pig," the brunette laughs as she hovers over your cock.

Before you can blink, she drops down onto it, trying to swallow it whole. Even with how big she is, she still has to ease down onto your large size with a grunting moan before she begins animalistically grinding and humping into you. She holds her skirt up so you both can watch as you slide in and out of her cunt, just as tight as the other but even more wet. Your body rocks with each of her thump, thump, thumps into your pelvis.

These women seem to be driven by pure lusting instinct and not anything close to experience. They're rough and strong and brutish. The one on top of you now puts her hands down flat onto your hard chest and tilts her head upward, closing her eyes. She begins rocking her hips and letting out one long, long moan. She accelerates and rocks her body. You did not think you could cum again, but you do not think you will have a choice.

She accelerates once more. You groan and burst again like an uncontrollable flood inside of her as she rocks and rocks her hips, rubbing the walls of her cunt with your bulging cock. She bucks and shudders, cumming around you. She lets out a laugh that comes out as a languid giggle, softening her voice.

"Careful Samira," the blonde starts, "you've spoiled yourself with your first time on such a big one." They both laugh.

"It's bigger than my fingers," the brunette replies.

You take this relaxed moment to look around at your surroundings. You see tall palm trees covering rough, earthy patches of sand. Behind you, you hear the waves beat against the surf, and you can smell the familiar salt of the sea. It comforts you as you lay atop this white sand beach in what is surely a strange and foreign land.