Our dirty little secret
Ava rode Oliver while I sat on Julian’s face, his talented tongue working my clit and pussy until I came with a shuddering moan.
Then Julian had me bent over the edge of the bed, slamming into me from behind while Ava and Oliver 69’d beside us, the wet slurping sounds mixing with our skin slapping.
Hours seemed to pass in a haze of pleasure. The room filled with constant noise — creaking bed, wet flesh colliding, moans, grunts, and filthy encouragement.
“Take Daddy’s cock deeper, princess.”
“God, Ava, your pussy is gripping me so tight.”
“Leena, come on my tongue like a good slut.”