Anal teen angels Doll and Milia

Behind locked doors Doll and Milia melt into each other, tongues meeting, hands sliding under clothes and between thighs. Their soft gasps turn sharp when the boyfriend walks in. He barely has time to set his keys down before they pull him close. Two hungry mouths taste his lips, four hands open his belt, and he’s on his knees between them without a word. Milia’s fingers wrap around him first, hard, thick, already throbbing. She strokes him against Doll’s tongue, saliva glistening. The girls trade licks up his shaft like they’re sharing a treat, then offer their asses side by side, flushed and ready. He grips Milia’s hip, presses the broad head against her tight ring, and sinks in with a slow, deliberate thrust that makes her moan into the pillow. Doll watches, stroking herself, until he pulls free and pushes into her, stretching her just as slowly. They fuck with no mercy, the rhythm picking up until skin slaps skin, spit running down cock and balls, and the room fills with wet, urgent sounds. Both girls beg to be taken harder until he finishes, spilling over their flushed cheeks and clenched holes in thick, hot spurts.