Daisy Ridley

Daisy is staring at you from a distance, a big lustful smile on her face. She looks amazing wearing a silk flowery wrap of some sort that’s supposed to go over clothes but she’s naked beneath it and it’s undone showing off a pair of perky tits and a soft and tight bald twat.

She beckons you over with her finger and you respond.

She stares at your hard member. “Do you want to fuck me with it?” She asks with her charming accent. “Because I want to get fucked with it.”

She takes a step backward, pressing her back against the nearest wall. She licks the palm of her hand then slips it down between her well made thighs.

You don’t hesitate. You’ve barely gotten the lay of the land in this place and you’re shoving your cock inside someone famous. You push yourself up into her. She wraps her legs high around your waist and her mouth drops open with a loud moan.

As you thrust into her tight body, her hands claw at your back. You thrust again and again and again.

“Yes!” She whispers loudly into your ear. “Fuck me deep! Fuck me hard!” You didn’t think Daisy was such a freak.

You thrust and thrust. Your body shoved against hers, you feel her tits as they bounce up into you as you thrust.

She leans forward and shoves her tongue in your mouth wildly, as if she’s trying to attack every inch of the inside of your mouth with it. Then she pulls back, her lips wet and whispers more. “Spit in my mouth” she says, parting her lips.

Why not? You do, flinging a wad of spit right on target into the back of her throat. She moans loud, her eyes rolling back eagerly.

You thrust and thrust and thrust.

She whispers more. “I want you to cum in me. Cum deep in me, ok?”

Ok, you think, feeling yourself ready to erupt, maybe sooner than you’d want but how else is a cock supposed to react to this.

“And say my name.” She says. “Say my name as you fill me.”

As you feel the warm jizz flowing from your cock you whisper back to her. “Take my cum Daisy”

She lets out a single wild laugh. As she slides off your member and gives you one last whisper. “I have a secret... I’m not Daisy.”

“Kika!” The voice comes from behind you. You turn and... okay that’s definitely Daisy Ridley.

You look back at the girl you just fucked then back at Daisy. They look very very similar. Daisy’s body, though it hardly seems possible, is better, toned limbs and a 6-pack, and regrettably more covered up by a tight crop top and hot pants.

“How many is that?” Daisy asks Kika, who you can only deduce is her sister.

“That’s seven. But it’s early.” Kika smiles, fanning her wet pussy.

“Well stop it!” Daisy says sounding half playful and half serious.

“I’m not doing anything you couldn’t be doing.” Kika argues. “For starters I’m not dressed like a nun.” Daisy rolls her eyes so Kika looks to you for support “tell her that no one is here to see her hot pants and she should take em off and show the world her fanny already.” Daisy doesn’t respond. “What are you even bloody doing at an orgy if not spreading em? Getting calluses on your knees right?”

Daisy looks sheepish and wipes her lips with the back of her hand “I can do what I want here” she says proudly.

Kika gives you a nudge. “Here, help me get her out of those things.”