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Two girls in white lace and sheer bits climb onto the mattress with Jay. Andi and Vanna look like trouble wrapped in satin bows, and they know it. Jay’s already grinning when they start peeling each other’s straps down, tits spilling free, nipples brushing skin. Andi grabs Vanna’s jaw and kisses her hard, tongues sliding, while Jay’s hands get busy between their thighs. He’s got two wet pussies to play with, and neither girl’s shy about grinding on his fingers. Vanna drops first—mouth open, lips stretched around his cock, spit running down the shaft while Andi leans in to lick whatever spills out. Then Andi takes her turn, sucking him deeper, eyes locked on his while Vanna reaches under to cup his balls. They trade him back and forth until Jay’s hips buck and his fist knots in Andi’s hair. He flips Vanna onto her back, spreads her open, and sinks in, fucking her slow and deep while Andi straddles her face and rides her tongue. The bed creaks. Skin slaps. Moans get louder. Andi leans forward, kisses Jay over Vanna’s body, then slides down so the two girls can sixty-nine while he takes turns pounding each of them from behind. They keep him right on the edge—pulling off, switching places, laughing when he swears. Eventually he can’t hold it; he pulls out, strokes once, twice, and paints both their tongues, watching them swap his load in a filthy kiss before they swallow.
Two girls in white lace and sheer bits climb onto the mattress with Jay. Andi and Vanna look like trouble wrapped in satin bows, and they know it. Jay’s already grinning when they start peeling each other’s straps down, tits spilling free, nipples brushing skin. Andi grabs Vanna’s jaw and kisses her hard, tongues sliding, while Jay’s hands get busy between their thighs. He’s got two wet pussies to play with, and neither girl’s shy about grinding on his fingers. Vanna drops first—mouth open, lips stretched around his cock, spit running down the shaft while Andi leans in to lick whatever spills out. Then Andi takes her turn, sucking him deeper, eyes locked on his while Vanna reaches under to cup his balls. They trade him back and forth until Jay’s hips buck and his fist knots in Andi’s hair. He flips Vanna onto her back, spreads her open, and sinks in, fucking her slow and deep while Andi straddles her face and rides her tongue. The bed creaks. Skin slaps. Moans get louder. Andi leans forward, kisses Jay over Vanna’s body, then slides down so the two girls can sixty-nine while he takes turns pounding each of them from behind. They keep him right on the edge—pulling off, switching places, laughing when he swears. Eventually he can’t hold it; he pulls out, strokes once, twice, and paints both their tongues, watching them swap his load in a filthy kiss before they swallow.
