Bobbi Fucks San Francisco, Scene #07

After a word game loosened their inhibitions, Beretta James teases Bobbi Starr and Mr. Pete into something far dirtier. Bobbi pulls her close, their tongues meeting while her hands squeeze and slap Beretta's heavy tits. Pete pushes his cock past her painted lips, and she takes every inch until her eyes water. Beretta climbs onto his lap and sinks down. The moment her cheeks spread, Pete drives up, claiming her ass with quick, brutal strokes. Bobbi swings a leg over Pete's face and grinds on his tongue, then offers her own hole for the same treatment. He flips her onto her stomach, stretches her ring with one long thrust, and fucks her until she gasps into the sheets. Beretta leans in at the messiest moment, tongue out, tasting cock that just left Bobbi's asshole. The filthy intimacy pulls a moan from all three. Spent, Bobbi rolls away; Pete stands over Beretta as she drops to her knees. She tips her head back, mouth open, and takes every thick rope across her tongue and lips.