Trifecta Blowjob

Today they pick one lucky bastard and hand him a prize that’ll make his heart slam against his ribs: three mouths working his cock in the studio heat. Jennifer drops first, spit dripping down her knuckles as she pulls him out. Laela presses in close, lips brushing her friend’s fist before she opens wide. Nina doesn’t wait—she kneels, tongue flicking fast, licking what the others haven’t claimed yet. The guy groans, hips twitching, the air thick with wet sounds and heavy breathing. One of them pulls back, strings of saliva stretching, then dives again. They trade him back and forth, tongues sliding over each other and over him like they’re daring one another to take more. Every stroke pushes him closer to the edge, and the girls don’t ease off—they lean harder, eyes locked on his, mouths open and waiting for the moment he breaks.