Summer Day and Savannah Frye Sharing Cock

Savannah Frye is on her knees on the living-room carpet, lips stretched wide around his thick shaft while Summer Day lounges back on the couch with one leg hooked over the armrest. Summer’s pussy is already puffy and shiny, her fingers flicking her clit in quick little circles while she watches Savannah gag herself deeper. The guy leans forward, threads his hand through Savannah’s hair, and feeds her another inch. She takes it with a wet glurk, spit sliding down his balls and dripping onto the floor. Summer stretches a hand out, grabs a fistful of his hair too, yanks him into a messy kiss above Savannah’s bobbing head. He groans into her mouth and reaches down to slap Savannah’s upturned ass, leaving a pink handprint. Without a word Summer climbs off the couch, drops onto all fours beside her friend, and presses her tongue right below Savannah’s chin so they can both run wet, sloppy strokes along his throbbing length. Their tongues meet and tangle around the head, swapping spit and pre-cum, jaws knocking, eyes flicking up to watch the way his abs tighten. He grips both ponytails like handlebars, slides their mouths together until their lips are smashed, then pushes in between the seam so they moan around the intrusion, cheeks bulging, throats tight, tears cutting mascara trails while they suck and fight for every inch like it’s the only thing that matters.