Target Practice

"Well, me and my friends were wondering if you would let us cum on you? We could use your help." The men could audibly hear Moany's pussy gush at this offer. She felt overwhelmed by the influence of multiple curses at once as well as by the lustful thoughts permeating through her regular consciousness. Her answer had already been chosen before her bubbly voice spoke it.

"Mmmm, Yes, I'd totes love to." She plopped onto her knees, bouncing expectantly as the excited men fumbled with their jeans. Moany gazed from one bulge to the other like a kid in a candy store. As the first cock finally bounced free, she giggled with joy and wrapped a delicate hand around its throbbing girth. She heard a throaty gasp spill from her painted lips as another cock became strokable. Her smooth palms felt electrified against their rough dick skin, making her bite her lip to prevent more moans or giggles. Moany's thoughts were a blur of cocks and balls and cum, and she couldn't wait for all three. "I was, like, getting kinda hungry." She implied, as she leaned forward to take Devin's beautiful meat. She licked fully up the length of his shaft, letting her golden hair tickle his thighs. The final two men resorted to jacking themselves while they all watched the eager bimbo perform for them. Moany felt herself smiling as her wet, pink lips suction to Devin's head and slowly slid it deeper. She shivered at the salty precum coating her playful tongue with every flick, relishing the taste. Her revelry was interrupted when she felt a pleasant vibration between her tits where she had tucked her phone after these men surrounded her. The App! Moany's panic broke through her pink fog and she realized how lewd a predicament she had gotten herself into. She popped her drooling mouth off the stranger's dick, hoping she can get out of here fast. "Um, I, like, need to take that. Sorry boys!" She began, taking a hand off a needy cock to reach into her cleavage, but Devin's cocky voice stops her.

"You want me to take care of that for you, sweetheart?" She felt the pink thoughts sink back into her brain as she gave her only possible answer.

"Yes! Thanks so much, Hottie." her hand happily returned to the throbbing penis next to her, and she thrust her swinging udders forward for Devin to fish through. He took his time, grabbing fat and twisting nipple as he continued to evade the phone. Moany lived up to her name at his rough handling, but it ended as a flurry of giggles. The puddle of sweet juices pooling on the asphalt grew with a fresh deluge from above as another curse struck again. When Devin pulled her phone out of her shirt, he 'accidentally' freed her braless tits from their straining confines. Moany felt a playful giggle shake her exposed tits and hardening nipples. Their movement became more erratic as her pumping arms shook her torso unevenly. Devin examined her phone and chuckled at the vibrant game she wanted him to play. He idly swiped, happy this distraction would make him last longer in the blonde slut's mouth. Moany's loud, bimbo thoughts drowned out any concern for this round.