Lacy laughs and admits defeat

You were still being pounded into Lacy’s areola when she finally had enough, “Haha, okay okay, you win, gawd!” With a final slap, Tracy clumsily left you plastered to Lacy’s jiggly skin.

Leaning forward to lazily inspect the results of her victory, Tracy examined your panting, wheezing body and chuckled when she saw your cock resting against Lacy’s nipple in a tiny smudge of your own sticky cum. Judging by the angry groaning noise you were still making, she figured you hadn’t quite reached orgasm, but obviously you had been very close. Wanting to share her amusing discovery, Tracy said, “Jeez Lacy, the little guy aaaalmost blew his load all over you!”

Lacy gave her test an excited little shake, causing you to sway dizzily, “That’s pretty frickin’ hot!” Lacy smugly grinned to herself as she realized that this had been at least the third time today that she’d nearly made you explode without even breaking a sweat, just by using her prized rack,.

While still wobbling, you managed to peel your face free and impatiently scream, “Can you PLEASE give me back to Ally already!?”

Tracy snorted, “Not if you’re going to be such a bossy little jerk about it!” and telekinetically pushed you into Lacy again, just to torment you some more.

Lacy ignored your frustrated groan as you sunk into her skin, “Hey, didn’t Ally want to finish him off or something?” Lacy looked over her shoulder to where Ally was busy gossiping with the other cheerleaders. “Hmm, looks like she already forgot about that little promise.” Lacy heard you growling, She WHAT!? and turned back to you with a smirk. “Lucky for you…”