More precum seeped threesome between the woven cotton, met with her lips, and touched her tongue. Her mouth widened, and she’d swallowed the full head of my cock through my underwear. I pulsed and writhed in her mouth, but her hands around my waist held me in place. Her head began to bob back and forth as she moistened the head of my cock with her Brunette tongue. Don’t cum. Don’t cum. Don’t cum! I couldn’t help myself. My hands went to her head and my fingers were caught in her ponytail. I tried to push my dick deeper into her lips, but she had already engulfed as much of my clothed cock as she could. Round after round, spurt after spurt of my semen was blowjob wasted into my boxers. Diligently, she alternated between sucking my seed from the fabric, licking my tip through the fabric, and sucking the head through the fabric to draw more semen out. Her tongue went underside to lick my balls, slid up towards the tip, and went above and down the length of my cock again until her nose hit the spot just below my belly button. I shot off another two ropes of cum I didn’t know I still had. She grinned up at me, then stood for another kiss. I could taste the saltiness on her lips; a tart taste yet passionate enough to make her giggle when we kissed. I guided her backside onto the van chairs and pulled her hips closer to my head. I thumbed the sides of her panties, pulled them up past her knees and down past her ankles. They were off, and I was in between her knees. I eyed her precious pussy and found myself salivating a little. Brynn was as erect as a woman could be, her inner lips out on display like a flower looking for some sunlight. Alright, my turn. Her legs began to spread for me, but I caught them at the knees. Her feet lay at rest against the car cushion as her legs surrendered almost total control to my touch. I had them widen slightly, and my head moved closer to the base of her hips. I planted a delicate kiss in the middle of her inner thigh, and she trembled for a moment as I did so. I did the same to the other thigh. Another shiver. I took a moment to discard my soiled boxers and then I was back in the game. My lips met her thigh again, but closer to her hip bone. Instead of matching on the other inner thigh, I moved further down the same thigh and suckled on her tender thigh meat. She exhaled a short and heavy two-toned moan. Her leg trembled away from my lips, but her hands on my head were happy to shove my mouth back in place. I suckled again, and this time her other thigh came crashing in against my head. With her pussy flesh flush against my right cheek, I was caught in a vice. The force of her leg vice pressed me harder into her thigh as I pushed myself harder into the gap between her thigh and her hip bone. Brynn uttered group something that was half gasp, half moan, and I was free from the vice. I took a deep MILF breath and let the air fill my lungs once again, but her hands ushered interracial my face closer to her pussy. She missed. She drove the bridge of my nose right against her glistening pussy, her scent thick in my nostrils. I tilted my head up and let my tongue start to dance on the outskirts of her pussy. “Silly boy let me,” she said and she took his cock in her left hand and squeezed. He was the delight of our life and if possible, we came even closer together. “You Brunette can’t!” Ternias yelled, shocked. Some of the boys were doubled over from laughing so hard. She could feel it. I also don’t know how many orgasms I had, or how long it took, but by the time the assault on my body stopped I was absolutely knackered. anymore but she would say something like "On Thursday I'll be home". “Am I… normal?” I obeyed his interracial command and called into bed beside him after. Then the two ladies, one at blowjob each side, wrapped two broad padded bands around my arms, their constraint sealed by the scratching whisper of Velcro. I was group so aware threesome that the twin's room was just across the hallway. She was laughing and teasing as she finished the first bottle and started MILF the second. “Surreal?” asked Amelia, her face growing serious, her eyes growing bold. It was obvious those 2 chains were hanging from my nipples and that they joined the one that was attached to my clit. Maddison was thoroughly enjoying having her father’s face within inches of her hot little pussy but wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of knowing that.