Fluid Volume #03, Scene #01

Blonde Carter Cruise hit the inflatable pool first, tongue pierced, cunt fuzzy. Jessa Rhodes slid in behind her, mouth full, nipples stiff. They went at it like they couldn’t wait—kissing hard, fingers sliding in wet, open-handed slaps, mouths sucking nipples, then spitting straight into each other. Manuel sat there watching, orange wig, gold chains, like a cartoon gone wrong. Carter crawled over, shoved her tongue up his ass while Jessa swallowed the head of his cock. One minute later the rules changed: Jessa planted on his face, Carter straddling his dick. Jessa’s cheeks clapped loud every time she bounced. Carter leaned in, sucked Jessa’s toes while the other girl rubbed herself stupid. Manuel rolled her over, hammered her cunt, pulled hair, left red handprints. When he came it was two messy ropes across both faces; the girls kissed through it, strands of spit and cum stretching between their tongues.