The Throuple

The best thing that having two girls at once, Jean-Francois thought, was that they were both synced. They were catty and hormonal at the same time, they were frisky and horny at the same time, and tonight they were both at peak fertility, and they were both off protection.

Jean-Francois was balls deep in Carrie, his big black cock burrowing in and out, the two lovers familiar and fitting each other perfectly. Behind Jean-Francois was Karen, petulantly tongue Jean-Francois's ass and occasionally sucking on his heavy balls.

"Cum on," Carrie whimpered. "Cum for me baby. Knock me up, then knock up that little bitch." She whined, rubbing her thick clit furiously as Jean-Francois buried himself deeply once more into her, his cock spitting thick ropes of cum into her womb. He felt Karen continue to eat his ass, as his half-limp cock slipped out of Carrie's pussy. He could feel Karen's lips wrap around the sodden, cum soaked shaft.

"That's it, bitch, clean off all her juices off me. And then I'll knock that pussy up too."