Preparations

Spurred on by Ciara’s vivacious lustfulness, Linden begin sliding his right hand down her side even as their kissing continued, ruffling the thin fabric of her nightgown along the way before guiding it onto the exposed skin of the small of her back, with Ciara pushing herself down onto him and moaning into his mouth when his fingers finally brushed across her drool-inducing ass.

Retracting her tongue from inside his mouth, Ciara pulled her lips back from Linden’s and left him free to admire the naughty grin that her face blossomed out into as she reached back to wrap her hand round his wrist just as one of his fingers came across her anus.

“And just what do you think you’re doing?” She asked him with a smile as she slowly stroked his wrist, her left hand running down the side of her head so that she could comb her fingers through his hair.

“Oh, nothing,” Linden replied, making no effort to pry his arm free of her grasp, though he did manage to get a horny sigh from her through the way in which he slowly pushed his hips up against her until the bald lips of her sex were clamped against his pelvis.

“Liar,” Ciara’s statement was followed by her chuckling softly as she moved his arm away from her ass and shifted her hold of it so that she could have its hand positioned right beneath her chin once she’d slipped back into sitting upright across Linden’s waist, with his forearm propped up against the vast expanses of her incredible chest, “you want to fuck my ass, don’t you?”

“I’ve considered it,” Linden admitted, his turgid cock throbbing inside Ciara’s pussy as she wetted her lips and then drove her head forwards so that his right index finger was suddenly disappearing into her mouth, with the feel of her tongue swirling along the digit as it slid past her lips being enough to have Linden release a thick blast of precum into her pussy, driving her to groan lustfully around his finger just as she tightened her lips against its base.

For the next couple of minutes, Linden was treated to Ciara going all-out in her efforts to get his finger wet enough to go up her ass, twirling her tongue over it to leave ropes of her spit draped across its length and sucking on it so hard that her cheeks hollowed out for a moment or two before she returned to bathing it with her tongue.

“There,” Ciara decreed once she’d spat his finger out of her mouth, “I think that’ll be enough.”

“Right,” Linden replied as Ciara held both hands around his wrist and rubbed his soaked index finger against her luscious lips, sending drops of her saliva falling down onto the transparent fabric of her nightgown where it struggled to contain her ginormous boobs and prompting him to once more press his waist up against her.

“Oh, and Linden?” Having let go of his wrist and talking to him before the latest one of her blissful shrieks had fully ceased to reverberate through the bedroom, Ciara slowly thrust her ass up behind her before sinking her honeypot back down onto the last few inches of his thick cumtube.

“Yes?”

“I don’t know if you noticed it,” Ciara crossed her forearms over her stomach, her upper arms framing her mountainous bust quite nicely as she smiled down at him, “but I’m really looking forwards to sucking your cock.”

With that, and as Linden was bringing his right hand onto her ass, Ciara took a firm hold of the hemline of her nightgown and pulled it up over her head, her massive tits celebrating their sudden freedom by jiggling softly as she tossed aside the nightgown and brought her hands back down onto his chest.

Ciara now looked as though she was going to say something else, but Linden caused her to instead unleash a long, dreamy moan by pushing his index finger down between her asscheeks and placing it against the beautiful minx’s asshole, with him rubbing the tip of the wet digit against her sphincter at the same time as he proceeded to fuck her with slow, strong thrusts, his left hand now placed on her curvy hips as he strained his right arm in his efforts to get it into a position from which he would have an easier time accomplishing what he intended to do next.

Finally having managed to do so just as his thrusting of his hips at the same time as he was teasing her anus resulted in Ciara starting to let out the first in a long series of horny cries, Linden braced his right arm and then began pushing his index finger tighter against her ringpiece, leading her to intensify the libidinous character of her exclamations, with them intermingling with the wet slapping noise brought on by her labia slapping against his pelvis, until she finally threw her head back and arced her back so that her tits were pushed forwards and her ass thrust back towards Linden’s hand as he speared a sole digit past her cinnamon ring.

Before Garant had had a chance to comply with Zalah’s demand, Lyra had thrown herself into the midst of the action once more by abandoning her position right next to him and dropping down on her knees behind the curvaceous blonde, her hands soon grasping the rounded cheeks of her heart-shaped ass and pushing them apart so that she could easily steer her tongue onto her asshole.

Gasping at how Lyra’s tongue made contact with her ringpiece, Zalah was not about to let her know that having her anus lubed up was not strictly necessary, instead choosing to remain on her hands and knees as the sultry brunette deftly moved her tongue over her ass with wild abandon, leaving Garant to slowly jerk himself off while watching the two gorgeous women go at it, his gaze drifting for a moment over to where the two other blondes in the room were still keeping each other entertained, with Nadia now on her back as Tera tongued her juicing snatch.

His attention then returned to Lyra and Zalah just as the latter of them felt like she was about to be rocked by another monumental climax in response to Lyra’s tongue actually slipping through her ring of elastic muscles, only to be **** to let out a disappointed whimper at the brunette suddenly retracting her tongue from her ass and slipping away from her.

Looking back past her shoulder, Zalah noted that Lyra was now on her haunches, with Garant having turned towards her so that she could wrap both of her hands round the thick trunk of his rock-hard fuckmast and keep its fat, rounded head directly beneath her chin, her eyes looking up at his face as she let loose a long rope of spit that attached itself to his sheeny cockend.

“Assfuck that nasty slut,” Lyra urged Garant, her voice steeped in arousal to the point where it was almost a small miracle that she could actually make herself understood, and surrendered her hold of his tumescent cock.

Glancing at Lyra to send her a silent “Thank you” as Garant turned towards her again, Zalah was soon made to let out a throaty moan at the familiar feeling of a pair of strong hands being placed against her slim waist and the thick crown of a massive cock being rubbed against the entrance to her ass.