Goth Anal Whores 2 - Joanna and Aiden

You crawl toward each other on your hands and knees, skimpy black lingerie sticking to damp skin. Two sluttish goth girls on the hunt. You dip into the cream like cats that never learned manners, tongues scraping the saucer, then you swap the mess with sloppy kisses and spit strings. Milk drips off chins, lands on the tops of pale tits. Hands wander—squeezing, slapping, shoving fabric aside. You tug her panties down, bury your face between her cheeks and lick her clean, tasting cream, pussy and the cool steel of that jeweled plug winking in her perfect, tight little asshole. She grunts, bucks back, wants more. She flips you before you catch your breath, yanks the same plug in and out of you while she tongue-fucks your hole, fingers grinding your clit raw. When she sits back and spreads, you swing a leg over her face, smother her with your cunt, then fuck her—two fingers in her ass, glass cock in her pussy, the works, while your mouth stays latched to her swollen clit. She comes shaking, spit and milk everywhere. You ride that orgasm until your own knees give out. She’s lucky. You’re lucky. Whoever’s cleaning this carpet isn’t.