“Y-yes,” I groaned. Izolde gasped, her head arching and purple hair swaying. Blowjob sex Spartan,” purred Izolde. That velvety hole felt amazing. I was in the middle. “Fuck,” I groaned, that hot asshole rippling and writhing around my dick. She and Brenda fisted my cock, their faces pressed tight together. My hands found their way to her round breasts. “That’s my mom,” I gasped and shoved my hand into my pocket. Brenda. Or Ancient Greek? Spartan?” the blonde asked. She reached in and pulled out my cock. Her anal ring didn’t stand a chance. She suckled at me. They passed the professor’s knees and then she stepped out of them. Her butt-cheeks slid over the crown, and then her asshole pressed on the tip. A tart musk filled my nose. My face contorted from the pleasure of it. My seed splashed on their cheeks and foreheads. “She made her into a lesbian,” I whispered to Brenda. Just ask Fred. “Anything.”
I swallowed as she fondled my hard cock.
