Too sweet!

A couple of girl-scouts ring the bell. Hennessy and Denni stand on the porch with their boxes, hips cocked. The front door opens. They step inside, uniforms already unbuttoned at the throat. Skirts hitch higher as they lean over the kitchen table, boxes slid aside. Fingers trace belt buckles, undo zippers. Hennessy wraps her lips around the man’s cock and sucks slowly while Denni peels her panties down and spreads. Soon Denni’s bent forward, gripping the countertop, skirt flipped up, the thick shaft pushing deep inside her. She exhales, a low groan leaving her throat each time her hips meet his. Hennessy climbs onto the island, knees open, cookie box resting beside her thigh. She plays with herself in plain view, two fingers sliding in and out, wet sound filling the quiet house. They switch. Denni drops to her knees beside her friend, licking along the same length she just took inside, tasting both. The owner pulls Hennessy onto his lap, sinks back into her heat, and she rides him with lazy rolls of her hips while Denni strokes the base and whispers encouragement. Bodies shift. Denni ends up on her back across the cool marble, ankles on his shoulders, cunt stretched wide and glistening. He thrusts harder now. Hennessy kneels above Denni’s face and lets her tongue work between her legs while the pounding continues below. Sweat beads on skin. Breath turns ragged. Hennessy comes first, thighs trembling around Denni’s mouth, and shortly after Denni follows, pulsing around the cock still buried inside her. When he finishes he stays buried, filling her deep, one hand holding her hip, the other tangled in Hennessy’s hair as the final pulses empty. The cookie boxes sit untouched on the edge of the island. For once, charity feels personal.