You'd better believe he does!

Aladdin lost all rational thought. What he had done and seen over the past hour had put him in a raw, animalistic mindset where he thought of nothing but his own sexual pleasure. Belle's invitation for him to take Jasmine's ass cherry was all it took for him to decide that was exactly what he was going to do.

As he reached his whorish wife and pointed his throbbing member at her sphincter, she paused in her pussy-licking long enough to look over her shoulder and say, "No, Aladdin. I've told you I don't want it there." Then Belle's hand grabbed Jasmine's face and rammed it back into her crotch, muffling any further protests. Belle then leaned up and winked at Aladdin.

Deciding his slut of a wife deserved it, he pushed forward and entered her virgin asshole about an inch. The tightness surprised and excited him, as did her squeal of disapproval. Belle didn't release her hold, though, and Jasmine was **** to continue sucking the French girl's streaming pussy juice.

Aladdin rocked back and forth, pushing his hips and sliding ever so slowly further into Jasmine's forbidden portal. The sensations were unlike anything he'd ever felt, due in no small part to the fact that the bitch kept wriggling and trying to get free, but was effectively held in place by Belle. He was basically **** his own wife, while she was being **** to orally pleasure the gorgeous slut encouraging the whole thing. Meanwhile Hercules was just pumping slowly in and out of Belle's own asshole, lying beneath her.

Once he had finally entered all the way, Aladdin pulled most of the way out and then in again, finding the passage easier this time. He set up a rhythm, slower than he would have liked, but that seemed to give maximum pleasure to his cock. Jasmine's squeals and whimpers only served to turn him on all the more. "I may be a street rat," he thought to himself, "But you're no better than a common street whore!"

"What a whore she is, Aladdin," Belle confirmed. "I don't ever have to hold her down anymore. And she's sucking and licking at my clit like a pro!" Jasmine answered with a moan that indicated she did not disagree with the assessment, and even took the dirty appellation as a compliment. In fact, Aladdin found that her shapely hips were now bucking back slightly each time he would pump into her ass. "What a fucking slut," he muttered under his breath, but it must have been louder than he thought because Belle laughed.

Orgasm came upon him suddenly as he thought once again about the situation: his wife on her hands and knees, licking Belle's cunt while Hercules fucked the French girl's pussy from below, and Aladdin himself sliding in and out of her once-virgin ass. It was too much to take, and with a grunt he began pumping seed into her. Sensing this, Jasmine humped back, trying to milk her husband for all he was worth.

Just then all eyes turned to the doorway when a bestial roar caught their attention. Beast stood there, trembling in anger. "WHAT is THIS?!" he demanded. Belle giggled, which Aladdin didn't think was an appropriate response. As he stood there with his softening dick still in his wife's asshole, his wife's face covered with Belle's juices, and Hercules' cock firmly planted in Belle's sphincter, he realized that Beast was very, very angry...