"Can Ya Change A Hun'erd?" (closed)

Anna hadn't enjoyed such an intense orgasm in a long time; if questioned for the date of that last great explosion, she likely wouldn't have been able to pick one that compared. She was lost to the pleasure and only realized Lyla had left her after the other woman was already crawling into Ethan's lap. She rolled to her side to watch, lifting her upper knee to expose her pussy as she gently began running her fingers over her sopping wet labia and clit.

The chair upon which the man sat faced the bed directly, and soon enough Anna was watching Ethan's cock delving in and out of Lyla's pussy from between their parted legs. Lyla was as wet as she was, and Anna could see a ring of her juice forming around the base of his shaft.

Slipping from the bed, Anna moved on weakened legs to behind Lyla. As she stripped the rest of the librarian's clothing from her or -- where the fucking prevented it -- simply stripped them from as much of Lyla's womanly curves as possible -- she listened as the other woman pushed her pussy-juice covered fingers into Ethan's mouth and asked, "What do you think? Doesn't Anna taste delicious."

With one hand, Anna pulled Lyla's head back and to the side and kissed her passionately; the other hand was reaching between her own legs, soaking her fingers from her dripping pussy. She reached to Lyla's front and smeared her juices upon the beauty's nipples, then looked to Ethan and told him, "Taste me."

Releasing her back-pulling hold on Lyla, Ethan leaned his head forward to take a wet, hardened nipple into his mouth. Anna commanded, "Bite her."

Ethan looked to Lyla for indication that she wouldn't mind that, but Anna demanded, "Bite her fucking tit, Ethan!"

He hesitated, but when Anna demanded it again, Ethan bit Lyla's nipple, then sucked on it, looking to her with the ears of a puppy dog who'd been caught chewing a pair of slippers.

Meanwhile, Anna had scooped more of her juices from her folds upon her fingers, then tweaked at Lyla's second nipple, physically twisting Lyla's upper body -- while it still rose up and down -- and demanded again, "Bite it, Ethan."

He did, showed his expressing again, and sucked Anna's lubricant from the swollen nipple.

Anna could see that he was about to explode, and a moment later he was telling Lyla, "I'm not going to last long."

Lyla planted a passionate, wet kiss upon his mouth as his body began to shows signs of imminent eruption. Anna backed away to the night stand and inconspicuously picked up her cell phone, which was already set to record video. She set the camera upon the two and recorded about thirty seconds of Lyla riding Ethan hard and fast … a dozen or more seconds of Ethan exploding with a loud, deeply created moan of delight, and -- just a few seconds after his last spurt of cum had ceased filling her -- Lyla's equally loud and equally explosive orgasm.

As she watched Lyla fall forward into Ethan's arms, Anna smiled broadly and tossed the phone aside as she simply said, "Marvelous."
 
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