Red Rose Cherry Pie

Cherry and Morgan perch on the couch, waiting for Porno Dan. He storms in and the air shifts. Two mouths on him at once, greedy and wet. They take turns, lips sliding down his length, tongues lapping. Cherry's mouth full, Morgan's cheek brushing hers. Dan grips the back of Cherry's neck and feeds his cock deeper. Morgan climbs up and plants her wet pussy on his face, rocking while Cherry keeps sucking. Moans bounce between them. Cherry sucks harder, spit running down her chin, Dan eating Morgan like he's starving. She grinds against his tongue. The room turns hot and close, every breath thick with sex. Cherry switches with Morgan and takes her seat on Dan's face next. His tongue works, relentless. Cherry rocks her hips, hips rolling in time with her moans. Morgan lies flat, lips stretched around Dan's cock, throat flexing. They trade places again, faster, needier. Dan switches between licking both of them until none of them can hold back. Cherry's thighs quiver. Morgan's fingers dig into his chest. He groans up into their bodies, tongue plunging, face soaked. Three of them move like they share one hunger. No slow burn, just raw, fast rhythm—sloppy mouths, greedy hips, no end in sight.