Fuck Connie next.

Loretta's pussy feels amazing around your cock and you are tempted to keeping pounding her until you empty your balls inside of her, however, you rather not wait to get hard again to fuck Connie next. You break your kiss and push yourself off the blonde.

"Connie needs to be fucked next," you whisper. The farm girl, turning to see Connie and Val making out, smiles and nods at you.

You see Val on top of Connie and you fight the urge to fuck the brunette from behind again. Instead, you give the young mechanic a playful slap on the ass. "Sweetie, Loretta is lonely." Val obediently rolls off of Connie and into the loving embrace of Loretta. You quickly take her place between the redhead's slender thighs.

"Fuck me," Connie orders with lust in her green eyes. She's obviously willing to share your cock with her best friends, having been turned on after watching you fuck them.

You grab hold of her legs, spreading them apart as wide as possible. Your cock, slick with the juices of the brunette and blonde, slip between the wet folds of the redhead's cunt. She lets out a low moan of approval when she finally feels your ball sac touch her puckered asshole.

After last night, the car, and in the shower the two of you know there's no need for slow and gentle lovemaking. The two of you want to cum as soon as possible. With that you pound Connie's cunt like an animal in heat. Connie's huge tits bounce around violent with every hard thrust her pussy absorbs.

Having fucked Val and Loretta has taken a toll on your stamina and you know you can't last much longer. After a few minutes of pounding her tight cunt you collapse on top of the redhead. The two of you grunt in each others ear as you both start to climax. With one last hard thrust you release a torrent of semen into Connie.

Worn out by what felt like hours of non-stop fucking, you push yourself off of Connie and lie back on the bed. The three girls also tired by the pounding you gave them press their soft bodies against yours before you all drift asleep.