Triple pussy

Brandy Smile and Logan, both golden-haired, press Aletta Ocean between them. Tits brush. Tongues meet. Brandy drops her mouth to a heavy breast, tongue flicking the stiff nipple until it glistens. Logan’s fingers slip lower, parting Aletta’s thighs. One girl sinks to her knees, the other behind. Mouths fasten on swollen clits, lapping juice that runs down smooth skin. Aletta twists, pulling Logan’s hips to her face, burying her tongue deep. Brandy grips a thick dildo, pushes it past Aletta’s slick folds, then presses another, slick with spit, into her tight rear. The three move in rhythm—lips on lips, fingers working swollen folds, dildos sliding in and out. Aletta’s moans turn throaty, echoing as Logan’s own cry breaks. Every thrust, every lick sends the next girl spiraling, bodies locked, wet sounds filling the room until they shudder through it, one after another.