The need for sharing and sticking together is hammered home

“I’d like to say that’s all settled then,” Charles said, while making BJ’s head nod in tempo with Ana-L’s, “But I’m not entirely convinced...”

“Really, Charles?” Changing the direction in which he pulling the strong muscles in his groin, Ian brought his cockhead up tighter against the inside of Ana-L’s cheek, and almost like an afterthought proceeded to fill up the teen’s mouth with a properly large discharge of precum.

“Yes, more drastic measures are needed, I think,” With that conclusion made, Charles formed his lips into a smile that quickly grew more wolfish as he glanced down at BJ with her mouth continuously impaled on his schlong and the presence of his cockend inside giving her the appearance of having attempted to swallow an orange whole but have it miss her gullet, “And don’t worry, BJ, we aren’t going to talk you to ****…”

“Fucking you into oblivion, though,” Although Charles’ shifting of his fuckpiece brought an end to its crown rubbing against that of Ian through the Devine sisters cheeks, Ana-L and BJ remained in close contact as he proceeded to effortlessly spear his cockend back down into her throat, producing a sharp, wet sucking that spanned the length of the pause he’d taken in speaking, “Is still very much on the table.”

“Come on, Ana-L,” Ian said to the babe before him, just as he modified the manner in which his groin muscles were shifting once again, this time in order to lift his cock up once more, “On your feet.”

Due to her having discarded her mirrored shades, the look of awe with which Ana-L reacted to being pulled up off her knees by Ian’s doing was easily observable. But just to make sure, the young bombshell had her pussy go pop, clear girlcum pattering onto the floor as she processed what was happening.

What was happening was that despite the lesson they had received being all about sticking together, the Devine sisters were being pulled apart by the pair of teacher-studs, with Ana-L rising steadily onto her feet thanks to Ian’s cock being lodged in the top of her throat whilst he pulled it back towards his chest and BJ remaining on her knees, her face contorted both by the lustful grimace that she was sporting and by the shock waves produced by Charles spearing his schlong deeper and deeper down her gullet.

Something else was happening too, namely the marked change in atmosphere as Ian and Charles both switched from more chatty and laid-back dispositions to something far more aggressive, as evidenced by Charles giving BJ a first sample of what it was like to have her throat fucked hard by a genuine monstercock, an act that caused the teen’s velvet snatch to juice so liberally that her thong became drenched and her golden tanned thighs began to glisten even more vividly than normal.

“Charles,” Speaking up once he’d gotten Ana-L up on her jewel-studded stripper shoes and prompted her to assume a position of standing with her back perfectly horizontal so he could admire the mouthwatering expanse of firm, tanned flesh that was her ass, Ian impaled her throat a couple of inches further on his cock, “Let’s strip these whores.”

“Excellent idea!” Charles’ voice rose as he finished one more thrust of his hips that had seen his cock spear deeper into BJ’s gullet while she squirted again, a few gushers of clear juices spurting from her perfect pussy in rapid succession as his mammoth fucktool settled down deep inside her throat.

“Don’t worry, BJ, your ass is next...” Through that promise, Charles managed to put a quick end to BJ’s muted but distinct protests at him pulling back out again, the boobed teen shooting her eyes open to stare up at him as he pulled inch after inch of thick, vein-ridged fuckmeat back out from between her plump, soft lips.

“Did you hear that?” Having already yanked Ana-L’s combination of bikini bottoms and cut-offs all the way down to her ankles, Ian was positioned at a slight angle, with his dick protruding out behind the brunette vixen’s incredible ass. But as he suddenly jerked it back towards his chest and stomach through another manipulation of his pc muscle, and while Ana-L stared in wide-eyed marvel at the extent to which he could control his mammoth cumtube, he also proceeded to swivel his hips. Once that was done, his dick came swooping back down again.

“YES!” Ana-L shrieked, her hands going for her tits to grope them as her body trembled in the wake of Ian’s fuckstick smacking down hard onto the shelf formed by the pair of asscheeks that exploded out behind her.

“Good...” Ian was growling as the sight of Ana-L using her dainty hands to squeeze her huge boobs roughly gave him an idea. To make that an idea a reality, he proceeded to lift his schlong off her booty and pulled her round to face him. She kept leaning forwards, and her gaze dipped towards the spectacle of his cock standing out in front of her, its huge length helping to keep her pussy drooling out juices, as did the scent, particularly so since its crown was now less than an inch away from her nose.

“Any slut can take a big dick up her cunt,” Ian began, while flexing his cock to have it point straight ahead and then stepping into make its business-end press into Ana-L’s toned belly.

“But a real size-queen slut can take a huge one up her ass and love every second of it,” As he continued to address the silent but panting Ana-L, Ian started to push his dong up over the etched muscles of her midriff and closing the gap between them as the flared head of his member came closer and closer to her bulging, spherical tits.

“Is that you, Ana-L?” Ian asked, just as his cockend pushing into her cleavage from below made her moan hard and flutter her eyelashes at him.

“Are you the sort of sexy, dirty whore who is always ready to have her cheeks spread and her tight little asshole stretched by a fat, hard monstercock?” As his cockhead came rising up out of the other end of her long, deep cleavage, Ian was still the one doing all the talking, although Ana-L did add the odd horny whimper and lustful moan.

“Make me take every inch of your sexy cock, sir,” When Ana-L finally did say something, it immediately got her a hefty discharge of precum from Ian that became glued to her chin and throat.

“Good answer, slut,” Baring his teeth as the corners of his mouth, Ian pulled back again, without bothering to pull out the way he’d came. As a consequence, there were a few seconds worth of resistance from Ana-L’s bikini top before it gave up and the knots holding it in place behind her back and neck snapped, resulting in the flimsy garment coming sliding down Ian’s shaft as he extracted it from between her tits.

“Now turn around and spread your cheeks,” Ian ordered the deeply wowed Ana-L.

“Fuck my ass!” As Ana-L did exactly as Ian said, the sound of her sister’s excited scream made her turn her head in her direction and gasp out loud at what she saw when she did.

BJ’s full, firm, heart-shaped ass was thrust high up into the air as she was now on her knees and tits on the floor, her hands clawing feverishly at her luscious buttocks in an entire sequence of **** attempts to pull them apart that was sabotaged by her own excitement while Charles stood towering over her, his arms crossed over his chest and his stiff rod casting a long, wide shadow across her ass.

Finally, BJ managed to secure a good enough hold of her asscheeks that she could part them, and for a precious few seconds Ana-L got an unrestricted view of her sister’s glistening wet cunt and the puckered shape of her pink anus.

“Fuck my ass, sir,” Charles insisted as he dropped down behind BJ.

“Fuck my ass, Mr. Sluttamer-Assbreaker, sir!” Quite accidentally, BJ became the last in a long line of horny sluts who had mispronounced Charles’ double-barrelled last name. Not that he really seemed to mind.

“Seen anything you like?” Ian suddenly asked Ana-L, his thin smile due to having caught her ogling her sister’s ass bomb with an expression that only grew more intense upon her exposing her ringpiece and plump, drooling slit.

For once uncertain of what her answer should be, Ana-L simply looked back at Ian over her shoulder, and kept looking at him for the next few seconds, right up until the moment when the feel of something immensely huge and thick being placed between her cheeks.

As Ian pushed the head of his cock into Ana-L’s ass cleavage, the foxy brunette couldn’t help but to experience a not insubstantial amount of trepidation. She’d had loads of guys fuck her ass before, and was quite happy to shove a rather impressive collection of exotic toys up her backdoor as well. But this was different, simply because the slab of brawny, steel-hard fuckmeat pushing ever tighter against her balloon-knot asshole was one that had already **** her to reconsider what a cock could be. And he seemed intent on making her take every inch.

But if Ana-L was nervous, she certainly wasn’t going to show it. This was partly due to pride, partly due to her being adamant about BJ not finding out about it. BJ… who was about to have her tight, deliciously fuckable asshole turned into a gaping hot mess by a dick in the same class as the about to do a pussy-popping number on her own rosebud bung.

Then, suddenly, Ian pushed forwards and Ana-L stopped thinking as the pressure on her asshole mounted, juices streaming in ever-growing volumes from her cunt as that elastic ring of muscle began to give in underneath his determined ****.

“FUCK!” The other stud turned out to be just a little bit faster, as Ana-L discovered when BJ started screaming at the top of her lungs.

Opening her eyes again – but only just – Ana-L stared for a few moments at the sight of her sister ass up and face down, hosing herself down with girlcum that had been turned into like a really large and fast-moving waterfall by the other stud’s cockhead being **** past her backdoor. Along with that was the sight of BJ’s asscheeks being pushed out much farther than normal by the sheer girth of the cock being sunk into her upturned booty.

As she was distracted by the sight of her sister having her ass opened up by the first-ever monstercock it had ever handled, Ana-L had the exact same thing happen to her when her asshole finally surrendered completely to the steady pressure it was being subjected to by Mr. White.

“FUCK!” Ana-L mimicked her sister perfectly upon having her sphincter stretched by the crown of Mr. White’s dong, right down to squirting her brains out, girlcum raining from her suddenly quivering honeypot and the downpour only became heavier when he began to push deeper, using his hips and holding her in place by grabbing her narrow waist as he made her accept the entirety of his cockhead into her rectum.

“YES!” Eager to one-up BJ and **** to slide her massively distended ringpiece further onto the shaft of Ian’s schlong, Ana-L shot her hips out behind her and had her anal orgasm peak even higher at the sensation of his dick going deeper.

“I knew you were nothing but a fuckdoll whore!” Although he certainly did appreciate Ana-L’s obvious enthusiasm for having her booty impaled on his throbbing fuckstick, Ian nevertheless made sure to take a vice-like hold of the initiative once again, doing so by first plastering the walls of her ass with a huge spray of precum, then slamming his way in deeper.

“Huge-titted, cock-loving little slut!” Ian pressed on, just as another sharp push of his hips saw Ana-L’s anus open up for another inch or two of his dick.

“Oh fuck, sir!” With her arms in front of her now that her hands were no longer needed to keep her buttocks spread wide apart – the immense girth of Mr. Woodcock-Splatterwell’s fuckmast was taking care of that just fine on its own, thank you very much – BJ too was in absolute size-queen heaven as the studly teacher stood hunched over, one foot on each side of her knees and his glasses almost at the tip of his nose as he slammed his way down further into her upturned ass while making sure that she too was having her bowels glazed with gluey prejizz.

“Use me as a fucking cocksleeve, sir!” However, even though she was climaxing hard, BJ was just as keen on beating Ana-L as she was on beating her, and so tried her best to use her whorish mouth to up the speed and ferocity with which Charles’ member sank deeper into her ass.

“Ian,” Suddenly and much to BJ’s disappointment, Charles stopped moving again, “I think they’re competing again.”

“I think you’re right,” Ian didn’t stop, although he did made Ana-L wait an extra second for his next mighty shove forwards.

“Like I said… not convinced,” Very slowly, Charles inserted another inch into the now whimpering BJ’s delectable rump.

“Full-on onslaught?” Now Ian stopped and left Ana-L to really take in the pronounced throbbing of his arm-thick cock against the walls of her ass, accompanied as it was by him thumping out several hefty jets of precum.

“Yes!” With as little warning as with which he’d stopped hammering his way downwards, Charles picked it up again, instantly switching to full-speed and giving the distinct impression that his savage thrust downwards wasn’t going to end till his knees were pressing into the floor. Obviously, BJ loved it, fresh girlcum washing over her taut midriff like a tsunami and crashing onto the undersides of her spherical knockers.

“Right!” Ian too picked up the pace again, the thrusting of his hips undergoing an acceleration akin to that of a supercar as Ana-L too was made to scream at the top of her lungs while pumping out new streamers of clear honey from her bald cunt.

In a matter of seconds, both Devine sisters had succumbed so totally to the experience of having their sexy bubble butts ploughed savagely by monstercocks that neither had any hope of keeping track of how the other was doing. Instead, each was much too busy trying not to be totally overwhelmed by the surges of pleasure that began somewhere deep in their asses and spread from throughout the rest of their delectable bodies.

For as long as it took Ian to go balls-deep into her booty, Ana-L’s entire being became focused on the sensation of his monstercock ramming and pounding its way further and further past her anus, which was now radially distended in a way that even her biggest toys had no chance of matching.

By the time that Ian’s belly finally smacked into her buttocks hard, Ana-L was covered in sweat and girlcum and swaying to and fro, only remaining upright thanks to the support offered by his dick having been crammed into her backdoor until his beefy balls were pulsing against her drenched slit.

Finally, as Ian stopped moving his hips and instead let her get accustomed to having more than eighteen – Laura was now routinely succeeding in getting him past the nineteen inch mark – inches of rock-solid, precum-drooling fuckmeat lodged in her bowels like a great sword resting in its sheath, Ana-L could venture to take another glance at her sister.

BJ too had now had her luscious posterior impaled on a vast piece of manmeat, as evidenced by Charles’ pelvis pressing against her buttocks as he stood squatting over her upturned ass, his hands groping the parted halves of her booty while he made her scream in ecstasy by carrying out a handful of short, hard pumps up and down of his knees.

“Ian!” Slipping one hand in behind his testes as he came back down to rest his crotch on top of BJ’s ass, Charles brought them up closer against her soaked cunt and teased her with the prospect of stuffing them inside her, something which so excited her that they ended up adorned with a fresh release of girlcum that shoot out of her in a long rope.

“Yes!?” For his part, Ian used one hand to find Ana-L’s swollen clit and manipulate it just enough to provoke her into releasing a lustful shriek whilst jerking back tighter against him, as if she was attempting to do the impossible by pressing her buttocks flat against his thighs and belly.

“Let’s have these whores kiss and make up,” Rather than shouting, Charles was all of a sudden growling in a way that would have made a Rottweiler nervous and which did make BJ moan hard before turning her head to send him a wide-eyed look.

“Good idea!” Ian replied, having just resumed moving his hips again and thereby reminding Ana-L of how was in charge, a point being hammered home by him hammering his dick in and out of her ass in a series of four-inch strokes that she hoped would go on for ever.

BJ’s eyes got bigger still when she felt Charles’ cock flex inside her ass, moving with the irresistibility of a mountain toppling over as he pushed it in the direction of her head at the same time as he began to inch his feet backwards.

Ana-L’s ones, meanwhile, were shut tight as Ian stopped assfucking her and instead tightened up his hold of her waist. Then he too made his dick shift whilst rammed to the hilt inside her ass, with that first single flexing of his pc muscle being powerful enough to bring the front of her stripper sandals out of contact with the floor.

As Ana-L came to balance on the stiletto heels of her shoes, Ian brought his hands onto the insides of her thighs and kept manipulating his cock, the sheer size and rigidity of his member being emphasized by the way in which it was pushing at her from inside.

Surrendering herself completely to what was happening as Ian started to lean back, Ana-L puckered her lips and gasped as her pussy exploding in several gushers of girlcum coincided with her losing contact with the floor completely.

BJ too was squirting while suspended in front of Charles, the hunky teacher spreading her long legs wider and wider with his hands until the waistband of her thong reached the breaking point and snapped free of her ankles.

Opening her eyes just as the piece of yellow latex fell to the floor, Ana-L licked her lips at her curvy, toned and incredibly stacked sister being in a position mirroring her own, and found it impossible not to stare at her huge cans projecting out far in front of the leather jacket announcing her status as a cocksucker.

Those whopping great big perfect, round titties that led the way wherever BJ went were equal to Ana-L’s own pair of tanned jugs, something which only made more obvious when Ian and Charles began to move in closer, approaching each other from the front whilst walking with their backs bent backwards to make it easier to carry the Devines in front of them.

“Fuck!” The sisters exclaimed as one when their tits made contact and their legs became tussled up, Charles’ shorter stature in comparison to Ian resulting in Ana-L’s sleek pins being on top of BJ’s. Both of them then moaned lustily when the two studs pressed their busts tighter together, as if using each pair to gauge the firmness of the other.

“Fuck me!” The near-perfect synchrony continued as BJ and Ana-L responded to the pounding of their asses that began anew courtesy of Ian and Charles resuming moving their hips. This time around, each stud did so in a slow and deliberate fashion, making the cock-drunk teen sluts feel every inch of the colossal fuckpieces sliding in and out through their stretched ringpieces.

“You two have anything to say to each other?” Ian asked through gritted teeth whilst in the middle of feeding his schlong back into Ana-L’s bubble butt.

“Slut!” A flustered BJ spat out.

“Whore!” Ana-L replied, at the same time as her juices dripped onto Ian’s heavy nuts.

“You tried to steal my place at the school!” BJ accused Ana-L, while they both began to lean forwards, making their tits slide against each other.

“You didn’t even try to get me in!” Ana-L licked her lips. It was the last thing she did before pressing them against BJ’s, who was ready for it and immediately began to push back.

As they kissed, the two sisters could hear their respective partners grunting behind them, and had their tongues go rigid without even meeting first when Ian and Charles picked up the pace, driving into them with rising vigour and bringing them crashing into their first ever shared orgasm that had them blasting each other with girlcum while trying to push their pussies forwards far enough to make contact.

However, when the girls broke the lip-lock to catch their breaths at the end of their climaxes, the pair of studs stopped moving. They did keep BJ and Ana-L pressed up tight against each, but neither Charles or Ian showed any indication of picking up the intense ass-reaming again.

After a few moments of her and BJ soaking up each other’s girlcum into their skin, along with droplets of sweat, Ana-L glanced back at Ian. Meeting her gaze head-on, he offered her a smile and a nod.

Turning her attention back at BJ, who was looking at her while panting so that her huge tits were pushed against her equally formidable pair, Ana-L swallowed hard and leaned in again. Her second kiss with her sister involved tongues right from the start, as Ana-L speared hers into BJ’s mouth the moment their soft lips reconnected.

“You’ll be burying your tongue in her sweet little cunt next,” Ian said into Ana-L’s ear, loud enough that BJ could easily overhear it. Then he speared forwards hard with his hips to ensure that the buxom teen’s latest anal orgasm came as the image of her tonguing her sister’s bald pussy was playing before her inner eye.

Grabbing hold of the back of Ana-L’s head, BJ kept the lip-lock a tight seal this time around, leaving them both to breathe through their noses as best they could while Charles and Ian went back to drilling them hard, the sisters fighting each other for supremacy whilst being treated to what was already the most intense fucks of their lives.

And as BJ and Ana-L kept on smooching each other, they were rewarded by Ian and Charles steadily upping the tempo further and further, each man seeming to have an endless supply of more power to put into each new thrust, until the sound of them smacking into the slutty sisters’ asses from behind rang loud across BJ’s room.

Soon, BJ and Ana-L were bucking and writhing against each other, still trying to bring their squirting, swollen pussies together but never quite pulling it off, although the sheer **** with which Charles and Ian were hammering their way forwards did occasionally cause them to slap together, usually while each was releasing new streamers of clear honey.

The jets of precum became bigger and more forceful as the minutes rolled past, as well as being pumped out with shorter and shorter intervals until it seemed like the end of every thrust from Ian was followed by him plastering the walls of Ana-L’s ass with another serving of the sticky fluid.

Feeling like her legs had been turned into jelly as they bounced about on top of BJ’s twitching ones, Ana-L was also keenly aware of the throbs that rocked Ian’s dong becoming more pronounced. Each one sent blasts of sheer sexual bliss shooting throughout her body that were so intense that she failed to realize what their growing strength implied.

Thus it came to a surprise to her when Ian pulled back all the way until just the business-end of his mighty cock remained nestled inside her anus. Next, through one smooth but incredibly decisive motion, he brought the full length of his shaft spearing back through her widened. With that done, he growled once and let loose a cannonade of cum that raced up through her bowels with such speed and **** that it probably ended up filling her appendix.

Ana-L erupted right along with Mr. White, breaking off her kiss with BJ to scream at the top of her lungs in orgasmic bliss as juices spurted from her slit, the ultra-hot young size queen being only dimly aware of her sister joining her in screaming like that after just a few seconds.

BJ however was incapable of returning fire as Ana-L hosed down her stomach, crotch and thighs with girlcum. This was due to her previously so tight honeypot being plugged by Mr. Cumfactory-Monsterdong’s prick, the head of which was going upwards and deeper as if trying to catch the torrent of jizz that he was dumping deep inside her.

He’d only just started ejaculating, but already BJ could feel his cum drooling out lazily from her already overflowing slit, pouring back onto the balls from which it had been churned out mere seconds earlier.

BJ’s climax got even better when through her climactic haze, the thought reached her that soon she’d be on her knees licking those bull balls clean…