Piper Press in Free Use Weekend - Vol 2 - Stuck

Couch-She’s bare, bent over the couch, arms shoved between the cushions hunting for whatever vanished. She tugs. Nothing gives. 'Cory? Parker? Somebody home?' My foot hits the living-room floor and stops when I see a stranger in full, stuck display. 'Who are you?' 'Cory’s stepsister,' she answers, voice tight. I grab her hips, lean back, and pull—hard. My shorts drop; I tell her the plan while I press the head of my cock against her wet slit, sliding inside for the 'suction.' Every thrust rocks the frame, her voice punching little moans. She still won’t budge, so I spin her face, feed her my cock, then shove back into her pussy again before I walk off looking for extra hands. Parker finds her next. He plants his palms on her ass, tries a good yank. When that fails, his shorts hit the floor too. He fucks her quick and steady, balls slapping skin, but she stays jammed. Off he goes. Cory walks in naked, tits leading the way, and wedges a heavy breast against Piper’s mouth, hoping lips might pull the trick. Doesn’t. So she plants her own slick pussy against Piper’s ass and grinds, fingers wet and sliding inside, hooking deep until the grip finally loosens. One clean jerk and Piper pops free. She lands on her back; Cory crawls between her thighs and licks until Piper shudders and comes. Bathroom-Parker steps out of the shower just as the two naked women corner him. Cory drops fast, takes him to the root, throat working; Piper claims his mouth, tongues dancing while Cory bobs. They trade licks, tongues brushing. Parker bends Cory over the sink and drives into her; she grips porcelain, tits swinging. He switches, spins Piper into the same spot, fucks her from behind until her breath fogs the mirror. Both women bend for him, asses up, and he swaps holes—smooth strokes in Cory, then deeper in Piper. When he’s finished, he grabs the knob. It won’t turn. The door’s jammed. They laugh: 'Now you’re the one stuck.' Under the Bed-The ring glints far beneath the frame. Cory drops, crawls, shoulders under—then her torso locks. Piper joins, reaches, and traps herself beside her, bare asses raised, pussies open. Parker and I split them—me behind Piper, him behind Cory—and start stroking, thick cocks sliding into tight heat. Our fingers slick, push into their asses while we pound their cunts. We trade positions. Finally the MILFs slip free. They roll onto the mattress; I take Piper missionary, Parker takes Cory, hips crashing. Then I shift behind Cory, doggy, watching her cheek meet the sheet with every drive. Parker mirrors me with Piper. We lie back; the women climb on, ride us cowgirl, asses flexing, then spin reverse and grind until their thighs shake. When I’m close I pull from Piper, stroke once, finish in her open mouth. She leans to Cory, letting the cum spill and mix on their tongues. Parker keeps thrusting into Cory until his rhythm breaks; he empties across her tongue and she feeds it to Piper in another kiss, both mouths glistening with us.