Dirty Christmas
"That's our girl. Take it all."
They found a rhythm, Jacob's virgin thrusts clumsy but eager, Sean's experienced and deep. Joy's tits bounced, nipples hard as pebbles. "Yes! Fuck my pussy like that, both of you, fill me up," she moaned, dialogue spilling out in her passion. "Jacob, you're doing so good... doesn't it feel amazing?"
"Better than I dreamed," he admitted, sweat beading on his brow, humanizing his awe.
But Sean wasn't done. After minutes of the double stretch making Joy squirm and beg, he pulled out. "Ass now. Her favorite." He flipped her again, face down on the rug, ass up.