He enjoys her most desirable asset

"Sit back a bit," he said, pushing Heather's head off his cock. She fought against the push initially, before a brief moment of lucidity allowed her to forget her insatiable desire to pleasure him with her mouth and obey his direction. Zack bent his knees slightly, guiding his cock towards her chest until it slotted perfectly into the valley of her tits.

"Oh yeah, come on," she growled. "Fuck my big tits." She pushed them together, encasing his cock in a velvet world of soft titflesh before beginning to bounce, her pussy sliding smoothly over Gavin's shaft while her breasts pleasured Zack.

"Oh my fucking God," Zack groaned. Every single guy in school would kill to be in this position, he thought, amazed it was him pumping himself between the cheerleader captain's amazing tits. Her expression as she looked up at him was fierce with arousal, perhaps angry at the man in whom she had little interest, who had taken advantage of that arousal. Zack found it hard to worry about that, her anger producing an intense aura that only fuelled each of the threesome's lust.

On the ground Heather's fit body wrapped around him had far from lost its novelty for Gavin, especially when coupled with the sight of her toned ass quivering as it impacted against his hips. Without a cock in her mouth she was able to be much more vocal about the intense pleasure she was experiencing as he bucked up against her, meeting her in the middle as they rose and fell together.

"You like that?" Heather spat between her tits. "You like fucking my big tits with that thick fucking cock?" She turned her head slightly to address Gavin. "Don't stop pounding my cunt, I'm so close." Gavin began to buck faster and harder, thrashing her pussy as hard as he could. She moaned, tucking in her chin and sticking out her tongue so that each time Zack's cock found it's way out of her expansive chest it was met by a sensual lick on his throbbing head. Her tits were utterly divine, Zack thought to himself, two perfectly round pale melons that easily engulfed his thick shaft. Her rosy nipples were just the right size to cap them off, perfectly proportionate in a way that implied conscious design.

"Fuck!" Zack yelled, losing control and starting to smash his hips against the cheerleaders chest, loud smacks echoing across the island as his balls impacted on the underside of her breasts. The immense friction as he masturbated with her tits soon had him letting loose one last bellow before he slid out from between them, cock swelling angrily as he aimed it at the slut. He didn't have Gavin's advantage of already having came that day, only an overwhelming desire to paint Heather's pretty face. She didn't even flinch as he shot rope after rope of thick white cum all over her, covering her nose, her cheeks, drawing lines from her cock-sucker's lips down her chin. He hadn't cum like this since his last time with Lisa, months of pent up jizz unloading all over the cheerleader captain, a whorish canvas for his art.

"Oh fuck yes!" she wailed, Zack's cum splashing all over her triggering her own orgasm. "That's it, I'm fucking cumming!" She stopped riding Gavin, sinking as low as she could and taking him completely inside her as she spasmed around him, her passion exploding all over his crotch. Her "o" face was perfection for Zack, her eyelids fluttering, mouth a perfect circle as she squealed in pleasure. He continued cumming throughout her orgasm, the sight of that ecstatic face disappearing underneath his load rejuvenating his sexual vigor even as it was drained out of him with each burst.

"Unghh!" he grunted, the last shot splashing into her slightly open mouth, the three seeming suspended briefly in time in the aftermath of a dual orgasm. Heather and Zack panted, eyes fixed on one another with immense satisfaction in both gazes, a new level of enjoyment having opened up between them, animosity replaced with the desire to take this sexual encounter as far as they could. Zack throbbed as he beheld her glazed face, those burning eyes seeming to melt the frosting around them as she enticed him with her gaze. Jizz dripped from her chin into the valley of her chest, Zack watching the droplets fall almost in slow motion, panting as they splashed against that expansive pale surface.

Gavin began to fuck again then, smacking his hips against Heather's firm ass, and the spell was broken. Zack and Heather roared back to life, meeting halfway as she leaned forward to clean his cock and he pumped forward to give it to her. A salty taste filled Heather's mouth as she slurped his dregs and sweaty shaft, before he **** himself deeper, his whole cock filling her mouth as he made her deepthroat him.

"Glkh," she gagged, but took him with relative ease, **** herself on that big cock, working slavishly to get him hard again. It didn't take long; with her talented tongue swirling around his shaft and tight throat crushing his overstimulated head, he found himself ready to go in seconds. He enjoyed the deepthroat a moment longer, grabbing her head and pulling her against him for a few quick pumps. Her eyes bulged in surprise but she weathered it, deeply sucking in air when he eventually pulled out, heavy shaft dripping her saliva onto the grass below. She obediently took him in her hand, pumping up and down his shaft while he surveyed her, considering his next move.

"And just what... do you think... you're looking at?" Heather managed between moans, jerking Zack's cock while bouncing that delectable ass on Gavin.