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The Sexual Adventures of Faith Lehane	By : LL72 Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 87740 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-The Sexual Adventures of Faith Lehane
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Dawnie was leaning against her parked open-topped Lamborghini, still tanned from our break in the Caribbean. I could see my reflection in her pair of Gucci sunglasses as I got out of my own black Ferrari and pushed my own Raybans up to nestle in my hair. I chirped the car’s alarm; not that it needed protection as I could see in the shadows one of Anya’s pet demons – anyone wanting my car would need to be able to drive one armed and with stumps for legs once it had finished with them
"Hey, Dawnie," I said cheerily, "How was school?"
She pulled a face, "Boring… How was sitting around doing nothing?"
"I didn’t sit around doing nothing," I grinned, "I slept until midday, then I went out with Will and bought some CDs."
"Oh, I apologise, it sounds like you had a much busier day than I thought," my adopted sister smiled to show she was teasing, before giving a tiny, but attractive frown, "Where is Will by the way?"
There was a bang of a car backfiring and the smell of exhaust smoke so strong that it almost overwhelmed my slayer senses. I didn’t need to answer Dawn’s question as Will’s green Volkswagen Beetle, complete with ‘Atomkraft? Nein Danke’ sticker drove into view. There was no doubt about it, my best friend is much more sensible with money than me and Dawnie – we’d splashed out on fast cars, even faster women and designer gear. Will had carefully chosen a second-hand car (not too many miles on the clock) and invested in stock in Enron, Lehman Brothers and Bernard L. Madoff Investments.
She got out and smiled, "I’m not late am I? You haven’t been waiting long? I just needed to fill up with gas."
"No prob; even if you hadn’t stopped there’s no way that little dinky could have kept up with my girl." I grinned and stroked my car lovingly, it was sex on wheels and if I wasn’t already getting lots it would have been the perfect pick-up machine.
"Yeah… well I go for character rather than speed and looks," said Will looking over mine and Dawn’s cars with the same disapproving glances Southern Grandmas give if their grandkids bring home half the ghetto for a gang-bang.
"Yeah, like Harm," I shot back laughing, "Notorious for her plain looks."
"Touche," admitted Will and smiled, "And speaking of bitches we might as well head in."
The demon dog retreated into the shadows as we headed down the alleyway to our destination. Despite the locality, smell and that it was only mid-afternoon Anya’s Magic Box was heaving; demons and humans rubbing shoulders as they perused the wares on offer. The Magic Box with its mix of sex and magic was easily the most popular shop in Sunnydale and a goldmine for the ex-demon who owned it. Anya saw us and gave a brief wave before turning back to the Slime Demon in front of her and demonstrating the correct way to snap a whip. The blonde model tied up over the counter gave a moan of pain and pleasure as the leather thong snapped over her bare buttocks, leaving a red weal.
"Look, there’s Cordy," said Dawnie and pointed at our Porn Princess; a line of customers queued in front of her, snapping up the new offering. I say this for Porn Princess, she’s a natural salesperson – there she was standing in nothing but a pair of thongs and a necklace, jacking off a customer. Even as I watched he shot his load over her thighs, the thick white liquid joining so much other cum that it looked like Porn Princess had been wading in rice pudding. She picked up a video, signed it whilst the man was zipping himself up and exchanged it for a couple of twenty dollar bills. Her hand reached out and she started to give manual relief to the next customer. Dawn nudged me, "She seems to be pulling the punters."
I groaned at the joke and Will pulled a face, before saying, "Looks like the promotion’s paying though," she nodded at the line to make her point.
It was true, my original plan had been to sell for thirty dollars, seven for me, seven for Dawn, seven for Will, seven for Anya, one dollar fifty to charity and fifty cents to Porn Princess. But Will had the brainwave why didn’t we offer it and a handjob for forty dollars, it was an extra two dollars and fifty cents each for me, Dawnie, Will and Anya per sale? I trusted Will’s business brain and agreed; as she predicted it was paying off.
I took a look at the cover of the DVD (hey kiddies, we also sell in video and magical sensory stone – which made you feel like you ‘re there). I had to admit we deserved the money – it hadn’t been the easiest shoot. Corralling one hundred men and demons for the world’s biggest anal gang-bang wasn’t as easy as we’d planned: some of the demons had kept trying to eat their co-stars, one vamp had to be staked just after his shot and one doubled-cocked demon had tried to push them both in the same hole at once. To top it Anya’s sensory stones had nearly overloaded and the number of healing spells poor Will had to cast to keep Porn Princess’s ass virgin tight had left my best friend so drained she spent the next day in bed. Though as she had Harm re-energising her pussy through delicate tongue massage it was hard to feel totally sorry for her.
It was worth it though, as the cover showed. In it Porn Princess had her legs drawn up so that we could see her gaping ass hole, cum pouring from it. The rest of her body was deluged in goo as well - it matted her hair, covered her face, dripped down her tits. And we’d taken the picture only half-way through the gang-bang – by the end Porn Princess could have been mistaken for a slime monster. The legend at the bottom was right, "Charisma Carpenter – the most depraved star in porn."
And the one who was making me and my friends rich…
She wasn’t the only way we were raking it in. Anya had finished with her customer, who seemed so satisfied with his whip that he was cracking it at his succubi slaves as her left the shop. Anya gave him a wave, "Come back soon," she trilled. It’s that level of personal service, which brings customers back again and again.
As soon as he’d gone she turned to us, greeting us with her latest affection – air kisses. For some reason (and I’m not ruling out Dawnie feeling mischievous) Anya seems to have been told that making a ‘mwwaahhinng noise’, opening your mouth in kiss and getting near to the recipients cheek only to pull away like you’ve been struck leads to more money in the till. And nothing I say seems to persuade her otherwise. Dawnie and Will played along, I grunted and neatly sidestepped. Anya glared at me, like I’d stolen her puppies, before shrugging and smiling – her mood being more changeable than Porn Princess’s thongs. She gestured towards the back off the store, where another orderly queue was forming, "It’s going well today."
"Looks like it," I said. Apart from acting as agents to Porn Princess me and my friends have also been hiring B, Butt-fuck and Harm as glory-hole suckers. It certainly brought in the big ones; in cash and cocks. At ten dollars a pop, an average of thirty blows a session and fifty-fifty between Anya and the rest of us – well you can see why me and Dawnie were driving sports models.
Anya turned and headed towards her back office, the rest of us following her. Inside the video screen showed B and Harm guzzling the cocks thrust through their holes, both were damp with sweat as they bobbed their heads back and forth so quickly it was like they were moshing to Skid Row. The house rules were to swallow, but even experienced cum sluts such as the two teen blondes couldn’t take it all, and there was plenty of overflow down their chins and dripping down their naked fronts and onto their thighs. I turned from our Frosty the Snowman impersonators, "So we’re all set?"
"Yep," said Anya and opened the door that led from her office to some dressing rooms.
Butt-fuck may nowdays be Mrs Respectability, a member of the PTA and a defender of all that is right and good or she may be a slut who likes nothing better than being fucked hard and often. However twenty years ago she’d been still getting fucked hard and often, but being paid for it. And I reckoned it was about time Joy Seasons made a return to the porn business – though it had become more hardcore since the seventies.
As me, Dawnie and Will changed Anya made her other preparations, calling on the dark Gods to charge up the sensory stone. Outside I could hear the crack of thunder, inside the lights flickered and I could almost hear the screams of damned souls as the gates to hell dimensions opened to let loose the demonic energies to power the stone. On a more positive note I thought we might be able to retail this at forty dollars a pop and Butt-fuck was doing it as a freebie.
"Ready?" asked Anya. Without waiting for a reply she picked up the sensory stone and headed to the studio in the rear of the Magic Box. I quickly adjusted my strap-on, tightening it so it didn’t slide down my legs as I walked and followed her. I stopped behind the partition with Dawnie and Will. On the other side of the wall I could hear Anya giving Butt-fuck some last instructions; she’d forgotten that Butt-fuck had been doing porno when Anya was just in her mid-nine hundreds. A few moments later Anya returned, "Okay, good to go."
I nodded, "Let’s shoot."
She switched on the monitor, there was Butt-fuck in a fake living-room. She reclined on the sofa, reading a lifestyle magazine and humming contentedly some seventies ditty. Anya flicked a switch and out of shot a cage open. The snarling vampire jumped out, bounding across the room like he hadn’t been fed for a week - probably cos he hadn’t. He stopped in front of a screaming Butt-fuck and rubbed his hands together – if it hadn’t been for his fanged features you’d have said he was short, fat and unthreatening. However with his sharpened teeth fixed in a smile he was as dangerous as an angry snake dropped down a sweater. He moved closer to Butt-fuck, "Lovely Jubbly," he purred.
That’s when I kicked in the door and rushed in followed by the Dawnie and Will. For a second I halted, my cape flapping behind me as I said the immortal words, "Don’t fear – Super Slut Three are here."
All I can say in my defence is that Anya wrote the script.
And we hadn’t told it to the vamp. He stared at us in shock. I can’t say I blame him – after all he’d been told there was a free meal on offer; he wasn’t expecting three teens to burst in wearing capes, masks, boots and nothing else – well apart from large strap-ons. He was still flapping his gums and doing an impression of a beached whale when Dawnie whacked the stake through his heart.
"Oh," trilled Butt-fuck, who’d been in no danger, "Super Slut Three – you saved me."
"Have no fear," I intoned, my voice like the President giving a speech, as in the background Dawnie struggled to stop laughing, "No women is in danger whilst Super Slut Three patrol the streets."
"Oh," said Butt-fuck and fluttered her eyelids whilst dropping one hand to undo the top button of her dress, "How can I reward you for saving me from certain death?"
In most films the hero gets the girl at the end. Porn’s different – the hero (or heroines) gets the girl at the start. I looked at the other members of Super Slut Three, and we all grinned as we said in unison, "Fucking."
That was the scripted part over. Anya claimed she was taking a risk and letting us ad-lib the rest of the scene. But frankly she’s been to enough of our orgies to realise that we don’t need direction to work out what to do with Butt-fuck and three strap-ons. Without saying anything else I leaned forward and slammed my mouth onto Butt-fucks. I pushed my tongue in, dominating and controlling her as I explored and probed. At the same time I moved my hands to the front of her dress, the buttons popped – ripped from the material and exploding across the set like shrapnel as I pulled the dress open and exposed her huge tits. I grabbed them and began to squeeze.
"Go for it, Faith… er Miss Slut," said Slut Girl, aka Dawnie, as she momentarily forgot my secret identity, "Rip it off."
With my tongue raging down Butt-fuck’s throat and my hands gripping the Milf’s titties like they were stress balls I kinda had other things to do than help Joy Seasons finishing undressing; and as her hands were round my back, clawing at my cape with passionate intensity, so did she. Luckily, Slutwoman, or Will as she’s known in day to day life, had some spare capacity. I heard the dress rip as Will tore the rest of it away, leaving the Milf wearing a pair of suspenders and a pair of high-heels; "Nice," the redhead murmured as she started to fondle blonde Milf butt.
Beside me Dawnie was almost salivating as her Mom’s tits were manhandled. I let go off them and broke the kiss, leaving my mouth free. I flicked the nipple of the tittie nearest my little sis, "Go on, Dawn… Slut Girl; have a taste."
Without waiting to see if she did I dived down on the other tit, my mouth opening to suck the large brown nipple in. Butt-fuck moaned in pleasure as my lips closed round her bosom and my tongue moved over it’s tip. I pushed my teeth lightly into the erect nub, just enough to make her feel their sharpness. She moaned harder; "Oh girls… I’m yours…"
From the corner of my eye I could see Dawnie had taken my advice and was munching her Mom’s tittie like it was dinner. No wonder the Milf was moaning. I moved my hand down to stroke her slit. Dawnie had got their before me and was rubbing her Mom’s lips, brushing her fingers over the wet labia and making them even wetter. I joined her in a friendly competition, the two of us skimming our palms over the wet hole and making Butt-fuck groan and stretch; "That’s it, do anything you want," she said, her voice husky with lust.
I took that as an invitation to move a finger into her pussy, not that I needed one. So did Dawnie, not that she needed an invite either. And I was guessing from the way Butt-fuck gave a little ‘oooohhhh’ followed by a sluttish giggle that Willow had also placed a digit in a hole; a third person who needed no invite to finger-fuck the Milf slut. I began to finger the hole hard, pushing against the wall as Dawnie also rammed in. Together our probing fingers pulled at the Milf’s juicy cunt, opening it wide enough that we could both fit in two and then three fingers. Butt-fucked bucked like a rodeo stallion as our fingers rammed at her, both of us hammering hard against her sensitive spot. I took my mouth from her nipple, "Enjoying this?"
"Yes, oh yes, Faith," the Milf moaned, all pretence that we were mysterious superheroines forgotten – still we could dub later.
I pulled my fingers out and clenched them into fist, nodding to Dawnie to take her own fingers out to give me space. She did so, but continued to slurp tittie as I grinned at Butt-fuck "Well, you’re going to love this."
She did. She screamed and gasped for air as I pushed my fist into her. I could feel her hole expanding to take my fist, before contracting as it passed and my thinner wrist followed it. She was soaked, lubricating me like she was advertising some deluxe engine oil. So much cum came out, it was dripping from her cunt in a steady flow, like rain falling from a leaky drain. And when I hit her clit I thought she was going to scream so loud and so long that the windows three blocks away would shatter, "Yesssss, yesssss, give it to your Butt-fuck bunny, Mistress Faith, give it me hard."
We would really need to dub, I thought. Then I shrugged, I’d worry about that later right now I was going to hammer that clit like I was Mike Tyson and it was Robin Givens, or perhaps a tasty ear. I hammered it hard, each punch sending Butt-fuck into squeals of orgasmic delight. Her body shook so much that Dawnie was forced to relinquish her tittie or risk being brained by the bouncing other one. She moved back, grinning and watching the show, "Go on Faith, fist that Mom pussy… oh Will, where are you going to put that?"
My best friend had tired of opening Butt-fuck’s butt with her finger and was now introducing something much more rubbery to the open hole. It was hard to know what was making the Milf quake more, the feel of my knuckles rapping hard against her clit or the large rubber stretching her wall like it was elastic. Both toy and fist were swishing it at speed, doubling the Milf into a wailing wall of screaming bliss. Whichever was doing the most didn’t matter, Butt-fuck still squirted out cum like a bleeder with a cut vein; it splashed all over me, soaking my toy and running down my thighs to dribble inside my boots. The Milf screamed, "Aaaarrrggghhh, ooooohhh yessssss."
I pulled out my fist, bringing out a further deluge of woman juice as I did. Will continued to slam away, ramming her dildo so hard up my slut’s ass that I could feel the floor shake. Or perhaps it was the echoing from Butt-fucks scream which was making the room reverberate like there was an earthquake. But now I was away, Will had Butt-fuck bent over the armrest of the sofa, gripping her waist as she thrust so far up the older woman’s chute that I almost expected the cock to bounce out through Butt-fuck’s mouth. Dawnie must have thought the same, cos she jumped onto the couch, knelt down and as her Mom bounced forward started to waggle her rubber strap-on enticingly in front of the Milf’s lips. Butt-fuck tried to reach for it, but Dawnie snatched it swiftly away. Butt-fuck gave her daughter an agonised look of lust as she was slammed forward again, only for Dawnie to snatch away the prize just as the blonde’s lips brushed it. The Milf squealed, "Dawnie."
"You want it?" Dawnie purred and stood up.
Butt-fuck nodded. Or at least I thought she did – her body was shaking so much from the ass ramming she was getting it might just have been she was loosing control of her spinal column. But she made another lunge forward, this time getting close enough to briefly lick the rubber. Her face contorted, "Please Dawn, let me suck your to…"
Dawn moved forward, interrupting her Mom by pushing the cock into the Milf’s open mouth. The blonde was being pushed forward at the time and her eyes opened as she swallowed more rubber than she was expecting. When Willow’s hands dragged her backwards a thin line of saliva between rubber and mouth followed her. The Milf squealed in joy, "Let me suck it again."
This time when she sprang forward Dawnie let her Mom take it without teasing; the Milf’s lips closing comfortably around the rubber. She moved up it as Will hammered into her, encouraging her forward with the slap of thighs against butt cheeks. I watched as the Milf moved back and forth between the two teen’s, one second a dildo deep down her throat, the next another toy ploughing her ass. Butt-fuck’s eyes were wide open, the spit-roasting so eye watering that her make-up ran as she teared up. My bestie and sis were squealing with enjoyment, their capes fluttering as they energetically rammed front and back.
I was getting way turned on watching, my hand rubbing at my nipples and making them erect as I watched the sexual scene unfold in front of me. I tweaked the nub and moved my spare hand to push away my strap on and then under my thong, before sliding a finger round and round my wet pussy. In front of me I could hear Dawnie’s excited squeals, "Suck it, suck it, suck it" as well as the loud gasps from Will as her toys ratcheted in and out of the Milf’s holes and hammered against their clits.
"Yessssss, yesssss," screamed Will as her toy dug into her pussy hard enough that it made her squeal with orgasmic bliss. She pulled back, her cape sticking to her sweaty body.
"Hey, let me have a go," I grinned and stepped forward. Butt-fuck’s ass was as open as a twenty-four hour store. I reached round and lifted her up and back, making Butt-fuck squeal as she was wrenched from the rubber she’d been throating. Dawnie gave me a glare at spoiling her fun. I smiled as I sat down, still holding Butt-fuck’s waist, "Just let me get in her back hole, then you can stuff her cunt."
"Oh, yes, yes, yes, fuck me together" burbled Butt-fuck happily, as if we had asked for her opinion. I ignored her and instead concentrated on gripping my strap-on and guiding it up her gaping chute. The rubber rod moved up easily, Will’s earlier pounding had left the hole wide and elastic. I could feel Butt-fuck quivering in excitement as she lowered her ass down to meet my raising pelvis. I let her butt cheeks land onto my thighs, before lowering myself down – she followed me.
"That’s it Butt-fuck," I cooed, "Let Faith fuck that open ass of yours."
I moved my hands round to reach for her titties, pulling them up and moulding them in my hands. The blonde giggled and groaned as I squeezed and groped them, pushing them around like play-dough. I could feel the erect nipples pressing into my hand, firm and as solid as brick. I gripped harder, my nails biting into the soft flesh. Butt-fuck moaned in pleasure and twisted her body to rub against me.
I looked up at Dawnie, who was almost salivating, "C’mon Slut-Girl. You want an invite?"
Dawnie shook her head and smiled prettily at me, "I’m guessing I don’t need one."
"You guess right," I laughed, waiting patiently for Dawnie to fill her Mom’s slit with rubber.
I didn’t have long to wait before Dawnie started to push her cock, already wet with her Mom’s saliva into the Milf’s damp twat. Butt-fuck groaned and giggled as the toy was threaded in, her body arching and moving with pleasure as the thick cock slid over her fleshy wall. She gave a further scream as it rolled over her clit. I squeezed her titties and put my chin on her shoulder so that I could look at Dawnie as she fucked, whilst not loosening my cock from inside her Mom’s asshole. I smiled at my little sis, "Fuck her hard."
Dawnie took me at my word. She rammed into Butt-fuck like she was taking a run at the pole vault and the Milf gasped as the cock rushed in so far it almost met mine in the middle. I gripped her titties harder, keeping them from bouncing in Dawnie’s face as the sixteen year old ploughed her Mom like a ripe plum. Butt-fuck started to shriek, lustful cries of bliss, as she was sandwiched between us. I let Dawnie do the work for a few moments, until she had got into a rhythm. Then I started to lift my own body and slam my cock deep into Butt-fuck’s fuck butt. The Milf’s squeals were louder and more high-pitched as she was double-pounded, her body bouncing between us like a tennis ball. I gripped her titties harder, like if I didn’t I was scared they’d fall off. Directly in my eye-line I could see Dawnie’s firmer tits wobbling and bouncing, the nipples firm. Butt-fuck could see them as well and she tried to move her head to lick at them. I gave her some length and pushed at her back so she was lifted into a position so she could run her tongue over them as Dawnie struck down. The Milf squealed, "Please fuck me, fuck me hard."
A jet of cum shot from her soaking Dawnie. The teen didn’t pause, but continued to slam in, moaning as she did "Dirty cunt, dirty squirter, squirter whore."
"I want back," Willow had recovered her breath and was jumping from foot to foot in excitement as she waited for a hole to become free. The only trouble was that me and Dawnie were enjoying the ass and cunt so much that I couldn’t see them opening any time soon, well opening more than they were. And her mouth was only reachable for Will if she stood on top of Dawnie’s shoulders There was only one solution…
"Let’s shift position so that Butt-fuck in on her hands and knees on top of you Dawnie, then me and Will can share her ass," I said.
Will nodded enthusiastically, there’s little more that my bestie likes than double-ass fucking Harm, B or Butt-fuck; and lets be honest I’m not exactly against it. Dawnie smiled and nodded, "Okay, Faithie, let’s do it."
We scrambled to the floor, Butt-fuck lowering herself face down onto Dawnie and sliding her cunt down her daughter’s slick strap-on. Dawnie moaned as the haft of the toy pressed into her own pussy, juice forming and seeping across her lips. I looked at Will, who licked her lips lasciviously as she looked at the butt-hole me and her had between us opened and were about to open more. She grinned at me, "Shall I go first?"
I nodded, "Slot it in and I’ll join you."
She moved behind Butt-fuck, gripping her toy and started to push it in. The Milf whinnied in pleasure as again she was double penetrated. I put my hands on my hips and watched as Will began to slowly pound her, varying the angle with each thrust to open the top of the hole and make the walls give way. Harder and harder she pounded, each thrust slow but forceful, making Butt-fuck cry in pleasure as mini-orgasms fluttered through her body. I grinned, "Let me in, then."
Momentarily Will paused, reaching out one hand to grip Butt-fuck’s shoulder to make sure she didn’t continue to try and ride Dawnie. I gripped my toy and started to push at Butt-fuck’s back hole. Even with Will’s efforts the hole was still tight for two. The redhead saw that and started to ease her dildo out enough that I could start to force the tip of mine in. II could hear Butt-fuck’s shrieks, overlaid on Dawn’s sensual groans as Butt-fucked was pushed down. Gradually me and Will got our dildos in, moving down together so we didn’t crowd each other out. I could see beads of sweat forming on Will’s forehead at the effort and concentration, her light skin blushing. I guessed I looked the same. And God knows how Butt-fuck looked with three dildos in two holes, but I’ll give her this much - she wasn’t complaining.
"That’s it," I moaned as we pushed deeper. I was rubbing against Will as we moved, my hands moved under her cape and onto her butt. She reciprocated. Together we began to move up and down, penetrating deep into Butt-fuck’s chute and driving the Milf wild. At the same time I gently massaged Will’s smooth ass cheeks and gently kissed and nibbled her mouth. Her fingers touched and rubbed me, her tongue gently stabbed mine. I moved quicker into Butt-fuck.
"Yesssss, yesssss, yessss," screamed the Milf. It wasn’t taking much movement to make her cum, even the slightest shift of our bodies was enough to wrack her with orgasms. And our shifts weren’t slight, but deep shoves of double-dildo down her back fuckhole. The two dildos expanded her and she screamed again as they rubbed over her anal nerve endings, making them explode like grenades. Harder we pushed, ramming her as we rubbed each other. The Milf screamed again, jetting her cum out over Dawnie for a second time, "Yessss, yesssss, fuck my ass, double fuck it hard!"
The teen brunette at the bottom was also orgasming loudly, I could hear her shrieks of pleasure as the weight of three crushed her toy hard into her cunt. She shrieked out oaths and pleas, and squirted out cum, which shot up against her Mom’s tum, before dripping down and forming puddles round my foot. Dawnie’s hands massaged the back of my calves, moving up and down in time with my thrusts into Butt-fuck. Each time the teen would give a scream of "Fuck!" so loud that I felt my eardrums were in danger of popping.
Harder, faster, deeper – the three cocks entered Butt-fuck again and again and again. Cum and sweat stained us all, dripping and dribbling down our bodies. And the sound of orgasmic screams and grunts echoed round the room. Harder, harder, harder – a cataclysm of fucking, until Butt-fuck was a rag doll, Dawnie was little better and me and Will were sweating like a pair of sauna bunnies. We didn’t stop, but continued driving our cocks deep into the well opened ass-hole of Joy Seasons, drilling her like she was an oil well.
I pulled out, "Let’s get her to clean them."
"Just a minute," said Will as she continued to pound Butt-fuck; without my dildo to act as a brake she was going faster and harder, pounding the well-opened hole so hard that not only was Butt-fuck cumming like an express train, so was Dawnie beneath her.
I could see that Will wasn’t going to be a minute, but that didn’t stop me getting my own dildo tongue polished. I walked round the front of Butt-fuck, who was groaning and gasping with pleasure as two cocks hammered her most sensitive bits. I grabbed my strap-on in one hand and reached under her chin with the other, squeezing so that her mouth opened. I pushed in the cock, Butt-fuck happily taking the thick rubber dong into her mouth. I put my hands on my hips and arrogantly began to thrust in and out. The Milf took it, using her tongue to guide it into the corner of her cheek so that it bulged like a squirrel hoarding nuts. I moved in and out, looking down at Butt-fuck as she enjoyed the use of her three holes. I grinned and said to whoever was listening, "Fuck harder, let’s make her squeal."
I followed by own advice about fucking her harder by starting to really move by waist, thrusting the cock like a jackhammer. Butt-fuck, with her mouth full, might not have been able to squeal, but she could quiver and quake. And boy did she, exploding like a million bombs were exploding through her body. Will and Dawn upped their game, pounding hard at the holes they were fucking and squashing Butt-fuck like a jelly stuck between a plate shoving up and a spoon hammering down. I laughed, "Yeah, let’s go… this is it."
I could feel sweat on my skin, chilling my heat as it trickled down. Saliva was dripping from my dildo as well, sliding over the rubber as I hammered into Butt-fuck’s mouth. It went so deep it made her tear up, the salty liquid smudging her eyeliner and washing down her cheeks. And I’m not even going to think about the amount of girl juice the four of us had produced; it was enough to say the floor and toys were shining with juice and our bodies were as wet with cum as perspiration.
Harder, harder, harder we ploughed; faster, faster, FASTER, FASTER!
Butt-fuck shook as another orgasm tore into her. Then another seconds later, making her shake like she was a rag doll hung up in a gale. More cum shot from her, soaking down on Dawnie, who screamed in pleasure, "Squirt me you slut, squirt me!"
Butt-fuck could barely keep herself up. in fact if it wasn’t for the three cocks in different holes acting as a frame, I think she’d have been spread as flat as a rug. To see, I pulled out my cock. Her mouth free the Milf let out an orgasmic scream and dropped forward, gibbering. Will was almost as tired, her energetic pounding having left her as sapped as if she’d just done a Marathon. She pulled out, staggering backwards to slump on the couch. Butt-fuck dropped down, spread over Dawnie.
"Excuse me," said Dawnie crossly and pushed her Mom off. The Milf groaned and rolled over, absolutely spent. Dawnie frowned and turned to me, "Lightweight."
I grinned and looked at Anya who was giving us a thumbs up, "Yeah, but it’ll still sell."
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The Sexual Adventures of Faith Lehane