ScrewberX, Scene #03

Chad Diamond likes preaching to strangers from his driver's seat. The holy boy thinks God's watching until Layla Price and Cherie DeVille slide in wearing leather and fishnets that look like sin on legs. Layla's tit-heavy in shades; Cherie crosses her legs and the miniskirt rides up. They start talking. Dirty, raw talk, blow-by-blow on camera, no faking. Tits out. Ass cheeks pressed to the window glass. Chad's knuckles go white on the wheel. He pulls over at a ridge overlooking nothing but night. Soon he's naked on the hood, holy cock swinging. Cherie drops to her knees, takes him straight to the throat. Layla joins, tongue wrestling his balls. They work him like they've got rent to make. Cherie climbs on first, no lube, sits to the root. She bounces, pink skirt hiked, heels digging in. Layla takes over in the backseat, face down, ass up, her heavy cheeks slapping against his hips. Inside the car it smells like sweat and sex. Cherie licks Layla while Chad keeps pounding, the pair making out while he stretches them open. Layla swings around, plants her dripping pussy on his mouth, smothers him. He tongues her while Layla leans down and eats Cherie sloppy. Bodies stack. Tits mash. Tongues chase. He bends them both over, switches holes without warning, bangs until his legs shake. When he blows, thick ropes paint both faces. They kiss it back and forth, swapping spit and seed. Chad, sweat-soaked and half holy, stares at the sky and rasps, "Jesus loves me."