Lesbian Triangles #24

Early ninties chippy where the girls from the trailer block suck off the new pot dealer. School uniform halfway up their arses, lip-gloss sticky from the day before. Knees in the sawdust, working two cocks at once, swapping with sloppy spits and laughs like they're dared each other into it. One blonde sticks three fingers up inside her skirt while she throats the second lad, gagging on him until mascara runs. Her mate rides the stacked guy's thigh for leverage, heels drumming against the battered old fridge. The first lad's already shooting onto her tongue when another cock slaps onto her cheek without warning, thick and veiny, demanding its turn. Cum drips off her chin onto black school stockings, she's grinning like winning a prize. They all smell like vinegar and teenage lust. Everyone laughing, nobody stopping.