Survey Girls

They look like two quiet types who take a form and make a spreadsheet. But Elena and Daphne aren't here for answers. Daphne's hands move first. She rubs the guy hard through his jeans, then rips her own jeans off like she's done this a thousand times before. Her ass comes into view, and her bare, pretty cunt with its shining barbell in the hood. She squats over him and plants that wet, pierced slit inches from his mouth until he can taste her heat without even leaning forward. Elena pretends for half a minute longer, pen hovering, then drops the paper. She yanks his waistband down and gets both hands around his shaft, lips stretching over the swollen head like she's starving. Daphne drags him into her mouth a heartbeat later and the two girls wrestle the same wet dick between their tongues until spit runs down their chins. Elena kicks her jeans off, climbs onto him, and the pair feed two dildos to him like ordered props; one latex cock sliding into each of them in fast, filthy tandem. He works the toys, and tongues and fingers trade places until Elena's asshole is caught and stretched on his middle finger while his tongue paints both girls' dripping folds. The pretense collapses. Elena climbs onto the cock first, slamming back until her ass slaps his thighs, face buried in Daphne's slippery cunt at the same time. Daphne grinds, moans, cums on Elena's tongue. They swap places, squirt on each other's fingers, suck the taste off the guy's shaft, and ride again. Cum, lube and three different rhythms smear across the room until none of them care about the finished survey sheets lying on the floor.