Stacked Beauties 2

Lena Paul sits on the edge of the bed, naked, thighs already slick. Her breath keeps catching. Cherie DeVille’s hands are on her shoulders, lips whispering filthy encouragement against her ear. Lyra Law kneels in front of them, fingers sliding through the wet heat between Lena’s legs. They don’t rush. Cherie peels Lena open, tongue tracing the tight ring of muscle first. The tip pushes, slow and deliberate. Lyra takes the front, two fingers curving up inside Lena’s cunt, pumping until that spot swells and Lena’s thighs start to shake. She’s kissing Lena now, open-mouthed, swallowing every whimper. Lena feels the strap-on at her back door before it enters. Cold lube, then pressure that grows and finally gives way. The toy sinks deeper with each measured thrust. Lyra’s cock presses in from the front at the same time, and the twin fullness hits like a live wire. Lena bucks between them, pinned and stretched, their bodies moving in sync. Every slow slide drives the toys past each other inside her. Her clit drags against Lyra’s strap every time she rocks forward, sparks shooting up her spine. The room fills with the wet sound of them fucking her in tandem. Her voice cracks, then breaks into a hoarse moan as the first orgasm rips through her—legs trembling, cunt clenching hard around the strap buried there. They don’t stop. Cherie grips her hips and starts to fuck in earnest. Lyra fucks her deeper from the front, pace matching. Lena’s second orgasm hits right behind the first, almost painful in its intensity. Her body clamps down on both cocks at once. Sweat slides down her back. She keeps coming in sharp, broken pulses until her arms give out and she collapses between them, trembling and still twitching around the toys inside her.