The girls take their punishment

‘Let’s fucking goooooooooo!!!!’ Foxy suddenly yelled.

Immediately, Fuckey leaned forwards and was smooching on the blunt end of Ian’s megacock, smearing her lips all around the glossy head in a luscious kiss. Growing more intense, she started smacking her lips against the bulging crown, ropes of saliva starting to fall from her chin as she performed her enthusiastic slobbering, before drawing back dramatically, opening her mouth as wide as humanly possible, and enveloping the round, purple helmet with her plump, wet lips. Within seconds of this, as her tongue roved around inside her mouth, massaging the end of the inhuman tool of masculine potency that completely stuffed her mouth, the eighteen year old bimbo whore twisted her head and shoved the monster shaft sideways into her mouth so that it protruded out of her cheek.

‘Fuck,’ Ian said, looking down, arms by his sides, hunched over the flawless, tattooed bimbo sexpot that was looking up at him, chipmunk-cheeked, groping the way that his cockend ballooned out the side of her face. He could feel the rigidity in his bloated cunt-hammer as it stretched Fuckey’s jaw up to the very limit of what was possible.

At the same time, Foxy hadn’t wasted time, and had produced her phone from where it was resting on the desk, standing next to Ian, snapping away feverishly. Fuckey looked from Ian to where her slutty friend was documenting the moment, and made an alternating series of expressions for each picture, where her eyes were either bulging out at the intrusion of the monster penile shaft, or crossed in bliss.

BOOOOIINNNNGGG!!

With a spray of slobber, Ian’s cocktip sprang into view and wobbled around as it shot back out of the elastic potential of Fuckey’s lips. She spat on it.

‘Let’s do a few poses, Fuckey,’ Foxy said. ‘Let’s not waste the opportunity!’

After Fuckey spat out Ian’s gigantic, apple-sized cockhead, a spew of slobber loosed in its wake, the huge-titted teenager was back on his case, throwing herself into a series of ever more lurid poses, first of all going for the classic ‘forearm comparison’ by tucking her elbow into Ian’s groin and laying her forearm alongside the impossibly hard and pulsating meat hammer, clenching her fist at the end and trying to compare it with the bulbous, precum-spewing head.

‘Perfect…’ Foxy said, immediately snapping away again and again, Ian leaning back a little to allow the huge titted, tattooed, chestnut haired slut to move in even closer and get shot after shot.

On her knees, Foxy wasn’t one to waste time, and the stacked student slut milked every single expression possible as Foxy kept the pace up in snapping pictures. Glimpsing the screen of the smartphone as each was being taken, Ian saw the teenage vixen cycle through Foxy performing gawping shock, amazement, dumb incomprehension, bafflement, apprehension, pure terror and absolute delight. Ian flexed his giant monstercock to make the veins pop as she did so. The whole tube of brawny flesh pulsed against the teen’s slim arm as she held it up.

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