Funbags

The three lovers were as one in the bed. Aaron's mouth and tongue, furiously working the ass rim of his queen, Reena. Reena, bouncing up and down on D-Train's cock. D-Train, rubbing Reena's brown nipples, her tight wet cunt milking him hungrily.

Reena rode with wild abandon, her trimmed and combed pussy hair gleaming with her juices. She clenched on D-Train's massive rod, her pucker twitching hard against Aaron's relentless licking. Then she collapsed on her bull as he emptied a thick load into her already bred pussy.

"God, you're the best, D-Train .. and you, baby," she said, reaching back behind her to pet Aaron's long dark hair.

After a few minutes, she went to the ice machine. She came back exceedingly pale for an Indian woman.

"F-f-funbags," she stuttered. All her burgeoning sexual confidence had evaporated. "She's here. _He's _here."