Some interference

The vision of Ian’s balls convulsing violently between Giselle’s firm thighs prompted Gina to snake her way out from under Candy and get up on her feet, her brown-haired friend rolling over onto her back, her knees bent and her red platform planted on the ground as she admired the sight of her friend’s gorgeous ass swaying as she made her way over to where Ian and Giselle were standing.

Being about halfway through the ample cumshot which he was pumping into Giselle’s tight pussy, Ian first became aware of the fact that Gina was now at his side when she reached in and placed her hand on his scrotum, a dirty smile showing on her jizz-glazed face as she proceeded to gently massage the pair of heavy, sperm-churning orbs in an effort to further prolong his ejaculation, an appreciative moan coming from her at getting to feel how the expansion of Ian’s testes had meant that the usually wrinkled skin of his scrotum now felt completely smooth.

Despite Gina’s best efforts to keep Ian’s cumshot from coming to an end, he would eventually experience how the last thick jet of his load was shot into Giselle’s slit.
“Wait,” Gina begged Ian when she noted that he had begun to pull out of Giselle’s slit, her eyes having formed into narrow slits as she sent him a smile which he couldn’t tell if it was adoringly sweet or gulp-provokingly sexy, though quite likely she intended for it to be both.

Lying on the ground with two fingers buried inside her own pussy, Candy watched how Gina now made her over to stand in front of Giselle, the two spectacular vixens’ busts being pressed together as Gina used her hands to lift Giselle’s head from its slumped position and then gave her a deep kiss.

Smiling at how the kiss caused Giselle’s previously limp arms to suddenly go all stiff before she proceeded to use them to cup and caress various parts of Gina’s body as the two of them carried on with their lengthy kiss, Candy soon found that her attention had been caught by the sight of Ian’s cock being pulled out of Giselle’s slit, with Candy releasing a wanton moan at how inch after inch of thick, steel-hard cockmeat came sliding out into view, its entire length now coated with a glistening mixture of his cum and Giselle’s honey.

Lily’s climactic screams were ringing in Gina’s ears when she finally broke off the kiss with Giselle and gave the busty student a long, loving look before peeking over Giselle’s shoulder to see that Ian was now standing with his knees far apart and his eyes shut closed as Candy squatted in front of him, ropes of girlcum distending themselves down towards the ground from between her puffy labia while her cheeks bulged from the bulk of Ian’s cockhead as it was lodged into her mouth so that she could lap at it with her tongue.

“Oh shit…” Giselle groaned as she too caught a glimpse of what Candy was up to as she stood next to Miss Taylor, her right shoulder brushing against Gina’s left one as the two of them observed how Candy sucked on Ian’s turgid cumtube.

Another groan came from Giselle, this one sound deeper and more animalistic than the previous one, when Gina went on to slip one finger into her slit, doing so without breaking eye-contact with Ian for even the briefest of moments.

Eventually though, Ian was caused to look down at Candy when she popped his saliva-coated cockhead out of her mouth and glanced up at him while her huge breasts rubbed against his legs.

“Hold this,” Candy ordered Ian as she gently hoisted his cock upwards, and Ian did what she asked of him, grabbing hold of his member and nearly pressing it against his chest as Candy now focused on his balls, at first covering them with a series of tender kisses before carrying on to make her cheeks bulge in an obscene fashion again by sucking one of the two heavy globes into her mouth.

Zoe was now standing in front of Lily, who’s breasts were pressing into the slutty starlet’s sculpted back as she reached round with her right hand to play with her bald slit, the two of them sharing a wet kiss even as Gina abandoned Giselle to hurry over to stand by Ian once more, reliving him of having to hold his cock by seizing it in a two-handed and bowing her head down so that its purple crown could disappear into her mouth.

“Giselle, bend forwards,” Miss Taylor said as she let go of the business-end of Ian’s cock, her administrative position having provided her with ample of experience as taking charge of situations such as the current one.

Doing as Miss Taylor told her to, Giselle turned round and leaned forwards, totally exposing her heart-shaped ass to the slutty head of supply as she let go of Ian’s member altogether, damn near causing it to come down to land on top of Candy’s head.

Louise was having a hard time picking which couple to focus on, but in the end opted for keeping the camera aimed at Ian’s remarkable cock as it drooled precum onto the small of Candy’s back while she kept up her worshipping of his balls, thus ignoring both how Zoe was trembling against Lily’s body in response to the way in which she was stroking and fondling her soppy slit and how Miss Taylor squatted down behind Giselle.

“Oh, you do have such a lovely ass,” Gina said in praise of Giselle’s rear, “and would you just look at that lovely little asshole you’ve got… I could spend a whole day just licking it.”

“Oh well…” Gina rounded off and then drove her head forwards until her pink tongue made contact with Giselle’s ringpiece, the voluptuous teen releasing a lustful whimper at the sensation of having her sphincter toyed with by Gina’s mouth.

Even as she was focusing on lathering Giselle’s cinnamon ring with her saliva, Miss Taylor took the opportunity to playfully smack her hand against her right ass-cheek, the soft slap forcing Giselle to release an appreciative shriek.

By now, Louise, a bronzed, raven-haired beauty clad in a black micro-skirt which had been cut down so that it primarily consisted of a waistband, the part of it which could actually considered to be a skirt only covering her right hip, and a black teardrop bikini top which clung to the swelling expanse of her firm, spherical tits, was really having a hard time picking who to focus on.

“Oh Ian,” Ian was made to look over at Gina by the sound of her calling out his name, and he released a thick jet of precum which disappeared in amongst the tropical undergrowth at the sight of her sitting on her haunches behind Giselle’s parted buttocks.

“I’ve used my tongue to get Giselle’s tight asshole prepped and ready for you,” Gina announced to Ian as her right hand cupped her hairless twat.

As enticing as the prospect of ramming his cock into Giselle’s spit-coated asshole was, the fact remained that Ian would first have to make Candy relinquish her hold of his balls before being able to do so. And he guessed that that wouldn’t be easy.