TINA SNOW & JESSIE AMES Anal 3-Way

Tina Snow looked like money in a tight white dress that hugged her curves. Jessie Ames kept pace beside her, dark hair falling over one eye, pen tucked behind her ear. They showed Lorenzo Viota through the garden first, then down to the pool where the water glinted like glass. Inside the office the air felt thick with leather and something else. Lorenzo leaned forward on the desk. “I want the place for a sex party.” Tina’s thighs pressed together. Jessie’s breath caught. They stood in the same motion, peeling straps off shoulders, letting dresses slide to the floor. Lace and straps left little to the imagination. Lorenzo crossed the room and put his hands on what he wanted. Tina’s breast filled his palm. He slid two fingers under Jessie’s thong and squeezed until she gasped. Jessie knelt behind Tina, spread her cheeks, and dragged her tongue along the seam of Tina’s ass. Tina shivered but stayed upright. Lorenzo dropped his slacks and his cock sprang free, heavy and already dark at the tip. Both women dropped to their knees, trading turns, swallowing him deep until spit ran down their chins. Tina climbed onto the desk, swung a leg over his face, and ground her soaked panties against his beard. He tugged them aside, tongue flicking her clit, then dipped lower to circle her asshole while she pushed her face between Jessie’s open thighs. Jessie moaned and pulled her own underwear down. Lorenzo stood, spun Tina around, and shoved into her ass without warning. She clawed the desk but pushed back for more. Jessie fingered herself, two fingers buried to the knuckle. When he pulled out, he fed his cock straight to Jessie’s mouth. She sucked the taste off him, eyes watering. He bent Jessie next, stretched her hole open while Tina held her cheeks apart. Jessie shook, but stayed greedy. She reached back, spread Tina open, and shoved three fingers inside her slick cunt, knuckles pumping. Jessie switched again, bent to tongue Lorenzo’s hole while he kept driving into Tina. Tina’s ass stayed wide after he slid out, winking, then snapped tight again. Lorenzo gripped Jessie’s hair, pulled her up, and painted her face with thick ropes. Tina leaned in, licked his cum from Jessie’s flushed cheek, swallowing every drop she could reach.