Bree Brooks in Free Use Summer - Part 2-4

Bree Brooks kneels at the edge of the bed, pink dress bunched around her hips while she hunts for the missing remote. Her hand slips beneath the mattress and stops. She yanks once, twice; the frame has her. "Luke!" she calls, voice tight. "I’m stuck." I step in, hands already moving. I grip her waist and line my cock up with her pussy first, sinking deep. The hard shove rocks the frame but leaves her arms trapped. I pull out and press into her ass next, pounding faster, the bed springs protesting. With a sudden pop her hands come free. The moment she’s loose she drops to her knees and takes me in her mouth, tongue sliding under the head, saliva dripping to my balls. We shift onto the sheets. She straddles me backwards, settling my cock between her cheeks, easing it inside her ass before rising and falling in a steady rhythm. When she climbs off, she cleans me with her mouth again, then faces forward and seats herself on my cock once more, this time letting it stretch her pussy before she guides it back into her ass. She lowers onto her back next, legs open, and I keep driving into that tight ring. "You really were helpful," she breathes, clenching around me. Cory Chase and Bree sit shoulder-to-shoulder on the big bed, bikinis spread between them. Bree peels off the pink dress and steps into a white micro g-string. Cory shimmies out of her green dress and pulls on matching green-and-white bottoms so thin they disappear between her lips. The tops are useless; they barely shade the nipples. They turn toward each other, mouths meeting, hands roaming. Bree bends to suck one of Cory’s exposed nipples, then Cory returns the favor, sucking hard. The tiny pieces come off completely. Cory lies back, spreads wide, and Bree lowers her mouth, licking until Cory’s hips jerk and she comes against her tongue. They trade places; Cory’s tongue works Bree until she gasps the same way. Bree lifts a glittery pink top and realizes the matching bottoms are missing. "Under the bed," Cory says. Both women slide forward on their stomachs to look, heads and arms disappearing, hips still raised. In seconds both are stuck. "Luke!" they call together. I walk in and find four perfect holes on display. I press my thumb into Bree’s ass, then move to Cory and slide my cock into her pussy. I thrust hard, then switch to her ass, then back again. Over to Bree next: I push straight into her ass and pump. "Thank you," she moans. I shuttle between both women, moving from pussy to ass on each until I feel their weight shift. The suction works; they slide free. Cory runs her tongue over her lower lip. "Let us handle that cock before the pool." They sit at the edge of the bed, legs drawn back. I stand between them, thrusting first into Cory’s pussy, then Bree’s, then switching to ass, back and forth, using every hole until my breath catches. "I want to come in her pussy this time," I tell them. Bree drops forward onto all fours; Cory follows. I fuck both from behind, switching fast. Cory climbs up and rides next, pussy first, then ass, rising until only the head remains inside before dropping again. Bree cleans me, then rides the same way. When I near the edge I ease both onto their backs at the mattress rim. My cock drives into Bree’s pussy and stays, pulsing deep as I fill her. Cum spills out when I withdraw. Cory leans in and licks every drop clean.