Hardcore Lesbian DP

Texas Patti had been circling this moment for months. Now she lay face-down, ass lifted, mouth open against Ivy's cunt. Chanel knelt behind her, already in control, strapping on a thick black cock slick with lube. Every slow push made Patti's thighs tremble. Chanel held her open, watching the tight ring give way, then drove all the way in. Patti gasped straight into Ivy's folds, breath stuttering. Ivy stroked her hair, then eased forward until Patti's tongue slid inside her again. Chanel began the rhythm, smooth, deliberate, every thrust making Patti moan into Ivy. When Ivy started moving her own strap deeper in Chanel's waiting ass, the pace changed. Two cocks working different holes now, staggered, filling Patti completely. Chanel reached under, found Patti's swollen clit, and rubbed her steady as she fucked deeper, pulling out only long enough for Ivy to lick the shaft clean. Then it slid back home. Patti kept her tongue busy, desperate and soaked, jaw aching but unwilling to stop. Ivy took turns: one stroke for Patti's stretched ass, the next deep into Chanel. Sweat slid down their bellies. The room smelled of skin and silicone and sex. Patti felt every inch, hips rocking between them, clit throbbing under Chanel's fingers, her own mouth slick with Ivy's taste. Every push, every wet suck, every scrape of teeth and press of knuckles kept her there, raw and loud, the three of them locked together until none of them wanted it to end.