Fruit with a side of pussy

John sat at the edge of his bed, Michelle on her knees in front of him thoroughly slamming her head down into his crotch. He beckoned to a pale redhead in red lingerie and heels holding a platter of fruit, a raven haired alternative girl holding a bong and dressed in black corset and tutu, and a bimbo blonde dressed in fluro rave outfit, over the top makeup and carrying cocaine.

The three girls approached John and stood before him, waiting for his commands. He pointed down and they got on their knees in front of him.

"What are your names sluts?"

"Abby," breathed the curvy redhead.

"Rachel," said the black haired girl with a big grin.

"And I'm Emily!," the raver practically shouted, pumping a fist in the air and leaning forwards to show off her beautiful mounds.

"Abby, feed me fruit with your mouth. Rachel pack me up some cones. And Emily, rack up a couple lines on your tits. I'm gonna start the day the right way," John commanded, and the girls obeyed.

All the while Michelle continued her duty, taking a slower, more passionate approach now. Her mouth ran up and down John's dick, her tongue darting out back and forth to lick him all over. She seemed to want every part of his thick sex all over her mouth. She lowered herself to his balls, tenderly sucking in one after the other then licking them all over, spitting out saliva and blowing bubbles with it.

"Michelle, get up and lay on the bed, I'm going to sit on your face, I want to feel your tongue in my ass," said John and she jumped up and lay on the bed, head half dangling off the edge. John sat back down, planting his anus right on her lips. Her tongue immedieatly started to ring him, before plunging an inch inside. John squirmed at the new pleasure, yet slowly acclimatised to it, focusing on the three girls awaiting their Master.

The girls were still kneeling in front of John. Abby placed a strawberry in her mouth, wrapping her luscious red lips around it, staring at John with her lustful pale green eyes. John just sat there admiring her and enjoying Michelle's mouth. Her flowing red hair reached down to her lower back, her pale skin smooth and curvy. Her D cup breasts were round and pert, sitting up in her flimsy red lace bra. She wore red lace panties over a red garter belt, stockings and plastic 4" stiletto heels.

John leaned forward, massaging her breasts through the lace and pressing his lips to hers, tasting the sweetness of woman and fruit. He took a bite, chewing all the while not removing his lips from hers. After a few more bites he finished the berry before ravaging her tongue with his, the taste of strawberries mixing well with her saliva and mouth.