[11:07 PM] Beatrice Queen: /me The evening was warm, that was a bad thing most nights but on an evening like this? It made things all the better. Beatrice had invited a friend over. A friend whom she had known for some time, had done things with prior and it was this friend now whom she was swapping spit with. Toned mocha flesh glistening in the low light of the Tea house Bungalow as the thin sheen of sweat across her body seemed to grow a bit more intense with the mild heat and the three bodies in the bed. Her fingers were dug firmly into the slick tight hole of Naomi's ass as her tongue continued to drive into Hannah's mouth, side by side while Naomi was bent over the pair of them, working those fat logs of ivory and ebony **** flesh. The low moans and wet smacking of flesh being slicked, and lips being mash. All in all the musky scent of the three further intensifying the current environment.

[11:15 PM] Hannah Briggs: /me had found her friendship with Beatrice rather fruitful; whether it was just a damn good time between the two of them, or the addition of a third, fourth, hell, even fifth party, Beatrice had dragged Hannah along to all sorts of debauchery over their time together. When she got the text with an address and a quick picture of Naomi, the tattooed shestud was over in a flash. Things had been hot and heavy from the start, finally making their way into bed, clothing strewn about the room to leave nothing but bare, glistening bodies writhing together in an obscene mass. The familiar taste of Beatrice's lips on her own, Hannah murmured softly into that sloppy exchange of spit, her hips bucking lightly up from the mattress to grind that drooling, pre-slicked slab of ivory meat against Naomi's stroking grip. Breaking the kiss briefly, Hannah reached out to deliver a firm, ass-quaking swat across Naomi's backside, smirking at the sight of  Beatrice getting that puckered fuckhole ready for use. "Still don't know how you do it." she laughed, eyes scanning over the asian beauty in front of her, before glancing back to Beatrice. "Every girl you find is like, a perfect ten." she added, before sinking back in to nip at the ebony babe's lip once more. "Think it's about time we break her in, yeah?" she finished with a smirk.

[11:25 PM] Naomi Imagawa: /me was never entirely sure how had lost her denim jacket somewhere in the room or had that ended up strewn on the stone path? Pale pink panties had gone next, peeled off by the insitant hands of Beatrice Queen. Naomi often wondered how she ended up in situations like this, but that wondering never lasted long and was borderline lying to herself. A couple of flirts in the Tea House, Beatrice mentioning a friend and here she was, dark digits plying between her athletic cheeks, working their way up her tight rosebud to the first them second knuckles all while staring down twin barrells. Ebony and ivory, contrast, pure chiaroscuro, an artform Naomi appreciated particularly in the erotic. Naomi let them make out. She'd hardly gotten a good look at Beatrice's friend, Hannah was it? And hardly a taste of those lips before she was down, lapping at the she stud's nuts, a new pair akimbo their darker counterpart that Naomi was oh so familiar with. Tongue lapped, hungrily at the paired pair, the broad flat scooping and dropping cum swollen nuts while nostrils flared, clogged with the scent of two women that had designs to leave her in absolute shambles. THWACK! Naomi yelped, a puff of molten breathe wafting over the two womens' now glistening nuts. Dark eyes cast up, roving from Hannah to Bea and back again. "I'm easily an eleven babe." Naomi grinned, a growl burbling somehwere deep in her throat. Gaze totally locked on Hannah Naomi planted a wet kiss on the belly of her **** before enveloping flared crown in the heat of her mouth, no time wasted in devouring inches. "Mmh~p!"

[11:30 PM] Beatrice Queen: /me "Mmm.. well how I do it.. well..that's a bit misleading.. Naomi is a special case. She's my darling girl.. My lovely pet, my girlfriend, hell maybe even one day my wife. As for breaking her in, if you mean break her in tonight, we certainly can get right to it I think.." Her gaze shifting down to the Blasian beauty who was currently being worked by a pair of deft fingers digging as far deeply into her ass as they could possibly go, that is to say, right down to the hilt of her fingers to those last knuckles. "Nomi baby.. you ready for some dick?" Her gaze shifting back toward Hannah as she smiled. "Front or back? I'll let you choose since you're the guest. It's only fair right?" Her fingers tugged free of Naomi's puckered rim with a wet slurch as if they had been lubed up before being worked into her asshole and the fingers were brought right up to Hannah's lips, pressing into her mouth first, stroking along her tongue before gently tugging back in a slow drag down that pink muscle before they withdrew and allowed her the opportunity to answer. The thick, bloated length of ebony **** meat was already spitting light strands of thick pre nut and drooling fat wads of sticky ball batter from it's tip as it was jerked by Naomi while she swallowed Hannah's ****.

[11:37 PM] Hannah Briggs: /me let herself slump back down a bit once those lips began wandering up, first scraping the salty sheen from those pent up jizz-tanks, before eventually nuzzling along the underbelly of her ****. Swearing under her breath, she heard Beatrice's proposal, and had a serious choice to make...but the way those lips were hungrily exploring that ivory pillar was making it that much easier. "Ngh...I suppose I'll just stay right here. Get a good look at that pretty face." she smiled. Of course, the ever greedy Hannah would love to get to know both sides of Naomi if given the chance! For now, though, the tall, pale beauty was reaching her hands down, gathering up those dark locks as she slowly clamored up on to her knees, shifting around so that she was able to bring Naomi's head up with her, helping to guide the Asian sweetheart into a proper spit-roasting position, with Hannah kneeling in front. Glancing down, she admired the sight of those plump lips spread around the tip of her ****, prying it free just to slap that fat, heavy fucklog across the girl's features, bringing those bloated jizzkegs up for Naomi to huff that spicy, musky scent a bit more.

[11:44 PM] Naomi Imagawa: /me swallowed the bead of precum that was slithering down the back of her tongue. She nodded, emphatically listening to Beatrice offer her up like some common whore to be used. Spit roasted seemed to be the initial thought of the evening. "Mhmmmm." Naomi murmured, lips buzzling around Hannah's dick the sound ticking up into a **** muffled squeal as fingers were slurped from her pink star. Not once did Naomi's hand on Bea's **** falter in its ministrations, talented fingers slicking silken strokes up and down the vein webbed length she'd long ago commited to member. She tugged on that black megalith, cocktip skittering across her cheek leaving glistening slashes on her bronze skin, painting herself up like Beatrice's dick was the brush. Again she moaned as blobs of prenut burped out onto her cheek, matted hair, oozed into her finely manicured eyebrows. 'Mwop!' Naomi said with all the elegance of a good cocksucker. Cheeks caved in as she sucked, pulling back, Hannah's well polished knob end springing free. Panting, Naomi shifted to her knees, allowing herself to be pulled along, just how this new friend of hers desired keeping her eyes cast up and very much locked on Hannah's the whole while. The Blasian arched her back, pushing her ass up, prominent and proud, hips rocking left then right, just a little temptation for Bea to come and get her. "My name's Naomi by the way. But you can call me whatever Bea tells you to. Or whatever you want." Naomi pushed her face into Hannah's lap, pinning the stud's **** between abdomen and her own cheek, nostrils huffing, tongue slithering round the root of Hannah's spire, happily letting the combined musk of the two coil around her brain, exactly as Bea would want her to.

[11:52 PM] Beatrice Queen: /me "Oh... I think our little Piss Princess here will enjoy being called just about anything.. **** slut, whore, **** socket, cum dumpster.. There's a whole lot to call her. but for now.." She slowly eased up onto her knees as well. While she didn't want to leave the confines of Naomi's hand, she slid back and pulled that **** free before posting up behind her. She wasted little time, the resounding slap of that dense fleshy **** log smacking hotly down against toned Blasian cheeks. Tugging back until the bloated tip was promptly pressed to the recently widened little pucker before she eased forward. Leaning into it as the head struggled to find purchase on that tight hole until it split it wide open. 

A Few inches of bloated **** meat stabbed into her asshole before a thick wave of musky ball snot spat right into her asshole by the tip of that bloated **** meat and she drew back briefly before drilling into her hole once more. Widening it further while digging deeper into her Blasian's guts before she leaned over, nearly toward Hannah as she smiled. "Mmm.. ****.. this tight little **** holster is definitely going to get a workout tonight.." It was more than a few thrust sbefore even half of that ebony monster was being drilled into that tight hole, the toned cheeks being pushed furthere and further apart as her own bloated balls came closer and closer to spanking against Naomi's own pair of hanging jizz tanks.

[11:57 PM] Hannah Briggs: /me rolled her head back on her shoulders, a soft groan of delight escaping her lips in tandem with a thick, glue-like rope of that cloying pre-nut escaping her ****, splattering up into Naomi's hair, that oversized monolith of white meat easily clearing the poor girl's face from chin to forehead and beyond. She watches as Beatrice gets lined up for the main event, the sight of that ebony beauty getting another belching of steaming pre-jizz to splatter out from her pole. One of the best parts of a threesome was just how much of a feast for the senses they were; the stinging scent of musky sweat, the degenerate banquet of flavors whenever a tongue found purchase, and of course, so many gorgeous views. Glancing back down at Naomi, Hannah nodded in affirmation "Not the kind of girl I'd forget anything about, really~" she teased. With Beatrice wasting no time getting into the swing of things, Hannah figured it was as good a time as any to join in on the fun.

Smiling at the ebony beauty leaning in to her, Hannah wanted to bridge the gap and give those plump lips another taste, but in order to do that...well, she needed to close the gap between her hips and Naomi's face. Drawing back, Hannah paused once the tip of that drooling, sweat-laced fuckpipe was poised at those soft lips, knowing full well the cockhungry harlot would open nice and wide...an opportunity which Hannah took full advantage of. Given that she'd spent a lot of time around Beatrice, the ivory shestud had no doubt that Naomi could handle a good, thorough throatfuck; and she was going to oblige. She wasted not even second sinking forward, plunging that throat out with reckless abandon, grinding her hips to mash those overstuffed jizztanks to the girl's chin, shuffling forward a bit to lean in with a lusty groan, and meet Bea's lips once again. "Nngh..god damn.." she murmured, and soon those sturdy hips began to rock. She wasn't fast, but she was hitting [b]deep[/b], each long, thorough stroke dragging almost all the way out, leaving that bulbous cockcrown to piss rope after rope of salty, musky pre-jizz across Naomi's tongue, before slamming forward in one fell swoop, hilting that snug, clenching sucksleeve again and again.
[12:07 AM] Naomi Imagawa: /me had been leaking quite a few shameful globs of prenut onto the bed. Already these sheets would need to be washed but if they weren't a total lost cause by the time they were done Naomi might start thinking these two studs weren't all the boasted. Of course, Naomi knew better than to doubt Bea, or her choice in friends. Course then Beatrice started opening her mouth, spewing a string of obscenities that doubles as potential titles. Naomi winced at the first, colour rushing to her cheeks, seemed slurping on the **** of someone she met no more than 10 minutes ago didn't make the Blasian bombshell blush but 'Piss Princess'... well. Reluctantly Naomi let Beatrice go, knowing it was only going to get worse for her and,.. plop, another fat wad of her own precum to stain the sheets. Beatrice knocked into place, socketing into the dimple of her asshole and Naomi prepared to scream. Her own **** leapt, spurting a fresh streak of prenut, yet this was going to be a stainy night! She screamed, cry muffled by a mouthful of white nutsack. 

Bea was relentless, splitting her in two an extra inch at a time. Each thrust mashed Naomi's elegant features into the belly of Hannah's dick, the smear of cum and glisten of matted hair dulling the so called 'elegance' of those features. Naomi knew if she didn't get Hannah's **** into her mouth soon, Bea would have her huffing and drooling all over the white babe's nuts until she was done, what kind of showing would that be? Afterall Bea wanted to share her top shelf cum dump with her friends! Thankfully, Hannah seemed intent on helping her with that. Hannah wasn't holding back either. Naomi went, glurk! as her throat distended, taking out the dulled sillouhette of white **** spire. Nose crooked against pubic bone and balls she'd been lapping dutifully at moments before knocked against her chin. Back she went, tongue lolled out to get painted up. Every tastebud in Naomi's mouth ignited with the flavour of her as eyes watered and mascara run. She burped, coughed, " Naomi swallowed and opened her mouth to speak, "Yes! Use Bea's~ Faa-ah! Unk!" but not only was Hannah reclaiming her throat, Beatrice had her lurching forward. Naomi's glassy eyes cast up, leaking as she was very much used by twin studs 'Unk unk unk unk!'

[12:13 AM] Beatrice Queen: /me Nodded her head slightly at Hannah's comment as she groaned out. The slick **** meat that was drilling into Naomi's ass was pushing outa thick slew of bubbly nut sauce. The slick sticky mixture a combination of sweat and ball batter chugged straight from those bloated sacks through that behemoth of cavern crafting **** meat. The Blaisian's asshole was already a wasteland by this point, that bubbly sweat mixture being the perfect combination to form what could only be described as ass grease while she pushed right in until there was the audibly loud [b]*CLAP CLAP CLAP*[/b] steadily ringing out of heavy balls smacking against another pair of bloated nuts. She had long since smashed into that little bundle of nerves that was her p-button and almost as if on queue, her lips met Hannahs. Tongue pressing outward, pushing into that sloppy wet embrace of lips and tongue, drool even dripping down her chin at one point, dropping in a long strand to drip onto Naomi's back beneath as they properly plugged her from both ends with long pillars of musky dick that probably could have kissed within her if anatomy would allow. Her hands gripped along Naomi's waist, but there was nowhere for her to go, this was more out of habit as every thrust pushed her right up against Hannah and then every pull back was met soon after by her pushing back as Hannah pushed forward. It was a endless cycle for Naomi and after long moments of tongue slapping, and ball smacking, there was that moment when Beatrice seized up slightly, digging in deeper into Naomi's ass, holding firm as she blasted her insides with those long, sticky strands of ball matter. Heavy loads of cream filled her asshole and her guts before it began to gush wetly out of her asshole and down Beatrice's thighs and balls. Dripping into the sheets, staining them further before she pulled that fat occk free of her now gaping, droolign hole and sprayed a fresh coating of the white virile fluid acros sher lower and upper back. Some of it shooting far enough to smack into Hannah's stomach as she broke the kiss and gave Naomi's ass a firm swat with a loud [b]*SMACK*[/b]. "Let's switch Hannah.. I need a little clean up before I get back up in these guts." She eased back away from Naomi and now shifted around to the front, vacating that recently used Blasian hole to take the other one on supply.

[12:22 AM] Hannah Briggs: /me had expected Naomi to handle a good throat-reaming relatively well, but she hadn't expected the girl to be a god damn pro. Breaking free from that sloppy exchange of tongue-slurping spit-swapping, Hannah managed to murmur out in a husky tone. "God damn, Bea...you've trained this throat [b]really[/b] well~" she complimented, her hips ceaselessly beating off of Naomi's face, her fat, pendulous nut sack colliding with the girls' chin, sticking briefly only to peel away when Hannah retreated for another blow. The force of those rough, throat-violating strokes would probably put the poor girl's nose in jeopardy, bashing off of that toned groin with each and every throat-claiming swing of hips.  Eventually, though, her thrusts would grow a bit more shallow, Hannah shifting her position to rise up from her knees, instead opting to plant her feet against the mattress, pulling into something of a lewd squat, knees placed on either side of Naomi's face. With her **** buried to the root, Hannah pried back barely an inch or two with each rough stroke, watching in delight as Beatrice pummeled the girl's guts in that patently reckless demeanor. She could tell when Bea was close; the pair had shared enough girls to know they had no need to show off, and when a load was ready, a load was delivered. She grinned as she watched Beatrice flood that upturned ass, even laughing as those forceful ropes reached her own body, leaving Hannah a sticky mess. Her thrusting slowed, and on Beatrice's insistence, Hannah slid free from Naomi's maw, giving that pretty face a gentle smack as the blasian beauty caught her breath. "Sounds good~" she replied, rotating out to switch behind Naomi.

Rather than keep up the spit roast, Hannah guided Naomi down onto her side, Hannah herself settling in beside and behind her in a big-spoon position. She slid a hand down to catch the girl's thigh, hoisting it up and out of the way so she could angle that fat, glistening spear of white meat up to the cum-cratered fuckhole Beatrice had left behind. In this position, she had a front row view to Beatrice claiming that throat, looking up at the ebony babe with a grin as she simply rolled her hips forward, and sank inch after inch of turgid, glistening studmeat into that used and abused *****. "Nngh..nice and warm~" she groaned. Thanks to Beatrice's work, it was nice and easy for Hannah to dig in to the root, plunging out some of the packed-in-jizz that hadn't quite rolled out yet. It was maybe five, ten seconds of being hilted when Hannah shuddred, and simply let loose, her own pent up jizztanks unloading rope after rope of glue-thick jizz, brewing up a nasty cum-cocktail in Naomi's bowels. It didn't slow the girl down, though, instead Hannah just started pumping away, spearing long, prostate-smashing strokes into that worn out bitchpocket, clapping roughly into that doughy ass from behind with each and every stroke.

[12:36 AM] Naomi Imagawa: The tears running in lazy rivulets down Naomi's cheeks weren't just from Hannah's **** swabbing the back of her throat, knocking that brain scrambling button as much as teasing her nearly mastered gag reflex, rather, they were as much from the coring out her Queen was giving her. Every single time Beatrice claimed her, it hurt. Even well trained ass pussies like hers were not meant to take bitch breaker truncheons like Beatrice's ****. Pain mixed exquisetely with pleasure the pair working in tandem to addle the Eurasian's brain and have her drip drip dripping away her studhood that she always swiftly forgot whenever she caught one wiff of her black stud's cockmusk. [b]*CLAP CLAP CLAP*[/b], the rythm of her destruction, a reminder of exactly what she was. Blasian cheeks were knocked into a dire wobble, bronzed orbs quivering, quaking with each and every impact. Bea's nuts knocked Naomi's around, so pent up in anticipation of this night, Beatrice had told her not to cum and she'd been a good girl and,... there eclipsed in the shadow of the two women using her and making out while doing so, Naomi Imagawa went pop, already. Airtight and dick drunk, again, already, Naomi's **** went diamond hard, balls tightening up, lurching, heaving. Rope after rope of Blasian cum sprung from Naomi's jumping caramel ****. The first few caught air, so thick they were almost chunk, like syrup, what came next thinned out, translucent but still pumping into a darkened puddle on the sheets. Naomi had dumped it all out well before Beatrice had even started to fill her, mind listless on a sea of bliss as, helpless, twin cocks used her, seconds, minutes or hours passed and suddenly - Naomi screamed, or tried to, she'd been subsisting on the sips of air Hannah's merciless thrusts afforded her for too long. Vision darkening at the corners what came out was barely a burble. Cum flooded her ass and with it an incredible heat and sense of 'completeness'

"Ooongah~" Naomi said, again, fluent cocksucker. A spill of throatslime dredged up by Hannah's squeegeeing flare cascaded down her chin. Make-up destroyed, drool and tears, Naomi stared up at Hannah, eyes bloodshot from oxygen deprivation. She sucked down precious oxygen, recovering some of her wits just in time to realize Hannah had found a new spot sidled up behind her. She was going to whine something about not getting her stomach filled but, before she knew it, Hannah laid claim. Naomi's cum lubed, half-gaper of an ass had white stud dick displacing half of what Beatrice had gifted her into a chunky, sludgy flow oozing down the junction of cheek and thigh. What Naomi didn't Hannah to dump the contents of her nuts into her so quickly, though she should have, the babe must have been on ah air trigger with the throating she'd been taking from her. Unable to form useful words Naomi just mewled out a string of moans, eyes rolling, softening **** twitching, dripping. "Yes! Ah! Fill. Ah! Fill up my cum pocket!"

[12:38 AM] Beatrice Queen: /me She was taking her time, easing forward as she watched Hannah position Naomi in that side spooning position. It was a position that facilitated Hannah getting a front row view and she wouldn't disappoint. She slapped that bloated mess of ass grease covered dick meat across Naomi's face, the heavy slathered mess of sweat and cum with the heavy musky scent of Naomi's ass on the already bloated **** meat was a pungent mixture of scents and teture as she smeared it down the Blasian's face and then prodded the bloated tip to her lips, which she knew would be waiting, but one should make sure! "Open." The only word she spoke  even though she probably didn't need to before she slid the bloated head of bulbous crown right along her tongue. She didn't slam right in, in fact she took her time. Slowly easing forward. Making sure that Naomi got a fresh shock of that potent taste on her **** as she slowly pushed further and further, she didn't pull back, no, she kept presing forward, steadily Inserting and pushing that **** into her throat without the use of swinging thrusts to bludgeon her way into the suck socket that was her throat. She knew  Naomi could handle it, even if there were a few heaves to go with it until those balls were pressed right up against her nose and face. One leg risen up just a bit to get that best angle as her hand pressed down into the mattress to help support. She held strong there for a long moment until she slowly eased back out until just the tip was between her lips. She held right there though ,watching in intense pleasure as Hannah unloaded her own load directly into Naomi's bowels for that second load pumped into her lover's asshole. 

She paused for a moment before tugging back. Positioning herself below as she would make sure that she changed the position once again when Hannah slid free, pushing Naomi's legs up and out to the sides, pressing her onto her back before she slid that fat **** right up that backdoor cavern they once called her tight asshole. The fat **** went in smooth, almost as if it had no chance to resist that bludgeon, or rather that it didn't want to at this point, defeated. She smiled at Hannah then. "Why don't you straddle her face.. I want to taste your ass too.." Of course it wouldn't take long before Bea's face was buried between those pale cheeks either. Tongue drilling firmly into that puckered backdoor as she immediately went into thigh wobbling power thrusts into Naomi's drooling, cum-logged asshole. Plundering the depths of that seed-sea as she freshly excavated her guts.

[12:49 AM] Hannah Briggs: /me carried on with that casual bowel-plunging; even in the wake of that early orgasm, Hannah was diamond hard, and eager to get a in some good, deep strokes into those worn out guts. Thankfully that well-trained bitchpussy wasn't totally beyond repair, still snug enough to squeeze along those ivory inches as Hannah bucked away, clapping hips-to-ass again, and again, her chest pressed flush with Naomi's back, sticky with sweat, breath hot on the poor girl's neck even as Beatrice began to plug up her throat. She could've stayed in that warm, jizz-spa all night, her **** basking in the nasty, sticky mixture of those twinned loads, the clenching flexes of that taut ***** each time Naomi's bitchbutton was hammered adding even more to that lovely assault of sensations. But it seemed Beatrice was hungry for some more booty, and Hannah found herself pulling free to switch things up once more!

Once the ebony babe had Naomi's legs spread good and wide, Hannah swung her hips to plant her knees on either side of the Blasian's head, smiling down at the woman as she rather unceremoniously plugged those lips with greasy, sticky, salty **** once again, her back arched, ass pushed behind her as she started to plug away in deep, steady strokes. She didn't up the ante this time, instead opting to just casually plunge her prick into Naomi's throat one slow, languishing stroke at a time, giving Beatrice ample time to dig her tongue into that puckered pink, Hannah shuddering as her asshole was quickly spitshined. "Ngh...the royal treatment~" she teased. It didn't take too long, though, before Hannah was delivering the bellyful that Naomi had missed out on the first time the ivory stud had sank between those plump cockpleasers. Taut backdoor twitching as rope after rope of tar-thick ballsnot splattered deep, deep into Naomi's stomach, heavy cockpillar buried in to the root, splattering those chunky eruptions across the back of her throat as she pulled up and up, eventually unsheathing to let a series of steaming hot strands arc across Naomi's pretty face. Hannah didn't stay out for long though, giving the girl a chance to catch her breath, before probing her mouth once more, this time staying above-board, just grinding against the girl's tongue so she had ample opportunity to get a good taste of that musky, salty load, keeping things nice and slow so she can enjoy the oral attention Beatrice was delivering to her asshole, and Naomi's throat can get in some recovery time.

[12:58 AM] Naomi Imagawa: Naomi rolled her hips, a little grinding roil, working that fat slab of ivory bull **** through her silken sleeve. Cum greased as she was she could still happily flex and milk away at the dick piping her full of searing hot potential and **** addict faggot Naomi might be, but she always ****** a bitch back, she refused to just take!

If there was one thing that could make Naomi snap to it was the overwhelming, pungent, mind searing odour of Beatrice. Of course, the order did the trick too. Again Beatrice's dick was very much used as a paint brush, far more aggressive art this time. Black fuckspire knocked in Naomi's cheek with the force an authority of a truncheon. Oh, Naomi opened! Lips pressed right on up against that reeking dick, nose tip anointed with assgrease, cum, bubbly spit and so much more Naomi mouthed words so out of place in this moment, an utter juxtaposition to how she was being treated. 'I love you.' Beatrice fed her **** and every tastebud on fire, white dick up her ass, Naomi's eyes rolled back into her skull, sclera shot through with a spiderweb of red capillaries. One, long tightly sealed transition slurping and peeling all that filthy from Beatrice's dick, a dutiful, tongue swirling cleaning leaving Beatrice, well, not glistening and spotless but close. Naomi swallowed, audibly, shivering, goosebumps pricking up all over her body. 

Naomi knew what was coming next, near flaccid **** twitching with excitement. These studs, just the pair of them, could run a train on her ass all night and not give Naomi a moments breather. It was sad how little her once so proudly hard, redbullcan thick, 10 inches of Eurasian dick were but then and there under these two women, Naomi didn't care. Squealing like a stuck piggy she wriggled and writhed, abdomen working, abs bunching and flexing all in an effort to please Queen ****. Hannah mounted her and she was made fucksleeve and succsleeve both all over again. The glue thick nut piped into her belly was like long awaited ambrosia. Anticipation was  hell of a drug and the first surge striking the back of her throat had Naomi cumming all over again, a single spurt of piss thin nut, probably barely noticeable to the two studs. When Hannah sunk back into the languidly, almost lazily using her throat Naomi pulled back, lips buzzing against the stud's crown. Voice hoarse, Naomi smiled. "You can piss on me.... if Beatrice says its okay." she offered.

[01:08 AM] Beatrice Queen: /me she was deep in Hannah's ass, tongue curling, slathering against that puckered rim, grinding into it in a way that had the hole twitching open to accept that bully muscle as it pushed and prodded into the depths of her hot ass. The salty taste of sweat across the crack of her ass just the flavoring on top as she pushed in firmly and deeply. Slurping and slathering her tongue across the hole while bully dick was doing it's own number on Blasian guts. The pocket of jizz pool was an utter mess by this point. Each thrust pushing out a fresh wave of pungent ball snot from her asshole, a mixture of ebony and ivory meat pillars had left deep into her guts, it would be days before Naomi got all traces of both of them out of her body at this rate and Beatrice was drlling that still snug, yet properly gutted asshole out in a steady rhythm of pumps. hips swinging back and forth as pelvis and balls smacked wetly against her sweat slicked body. they were all covered in sweat and traces of cum. It was a rowdy mess that spoke volumes of their intensity for the evneing. Finally tugging her tongue back from Hannah's asshole, she only pushed right back in, shoving deep as she tensed up and delivered a second payload into Naomi's belly. By this point that couldn't be considered a pocket so much as a pocketbook with the way it was flooded with the stud-sauce from the two women. 

Finally pulling her tongue free of Hannah's ass and that bloated **** free of Naomi's asshole, she slowly moved  up and around. She took up position above Naomi's head, facing Hannah now as she slapped that turgid **** meat down across the Blasian's face at the sound of her words. "Oh.. you think you're getting away with just being a urinal for one of us Nomi baby? Hannah.. you know what they always say.. it's always best to *** after ***.. Naomi be a good girl and get as much as you can." She reached down to grip the base of that bloated **** meat and held it still. Balls just dangling above Naomi's forehead as she aimed for the general area of her mouth and just her face honestly before she released a low sigh and the fresh warmth of that liquid began to spill forth in a steady and strong stream across her face and toward her mouth in some slight semblance. Clearly she didn't care much for aiming toward that succ-socket.

[01:15 AM] Hannah Briggs: /me hadn't forgotten the little nickname Naomi had snagged at the start of the night, and while it hadn't exactly been on Hannah's agenda, she certainly wasn't opposed to giving the girl what she wanted....granted it was cleared with Beatrice! Of course, she didn't expect the host of the evening's debauchery to say no, if anything she figured Bea would take it upon herself to kick things off. For now, In that lingering moment, Hannah was simply grinding her hips down, smearing that messy, throat-greased shaft along Naomi's lips, still remarkably hard for having blown two loads already; the poor girl was right...between her and Bea, Naomi could probably go the entire night with at least one hole crammed full of studmeat at any given time, if not both. Of course, another reason for lagging in her decision making, was just how much work Beatrice's tongue was doing on Hannah's own asshole. She had found herself slack jawed, groaning out in delight as that tongue punched into her backdoor like it was the last meal the ebony beauty was ever going to get, and Hannah couldn't complain for a moment; after all, it felt incredible. Eventually though, Hannah would be proven right, with Beatrice blowing a fat, gooey load up the blasian's guts, and joining her pale friend up front. 

Giggling at the degenerate state of affairs, Hannah took Bea's words at face value, and managed to work her bladder up into a frenzy almost as of in cue, scooting back a bit to sit herself lightly on Naomi's chest as she joined Beatrice. Glossy, steaming hot, salty streams of piss cascading from either direction, absolutely soaking the girl's pretty face, the backed up pressure serving to hose off the remnants of Hannah's load from Naomi's features. Of course both Bea and Hannah would be caught in the crossfire, pungent streams arcing over the nasty bitch below to splatter each other from time to time, unavoidable but not unwelcome, really...they'd swapped enough fluids in the past to not balk from a bit of piss. Naomi however would be basking in it, Hannah breathing out a grunting sigh as that stream trickled to a stop, surveying the 'damage'; the sheets were absolutely wrecked by now, and Naomi sopping wet. "God damn...we're so gonna have to do this again." she grinned. 

[01:23 AM] Naomi Imagawa: /me was in pieces. Her offer made she knew Beatrice wouldn't give Hannah permission until she was well and throughly done with her **** sleeve's cum sodden fagstar. Naomi rode out those final moments barely away, pupils dilated as her Queen beat in her prostate and her friend took her pleasure of her mouth and throat. Naomi felt it, viscerally. Dark and deep those moments left scars and a stamp on her soul. The Eurasian's entire body went taught, tensed up down to the smallest muscle, quivering, writhing cumming her Blasian brains out in the thrones of a shameful dry orgasm. She knew the pair had caved in her prostate, knew she'd be limping for days, knew she probably wouldn't be getting hard for a week, minimum. Beatrice drained her nuts in the asscunt that belonged to her and Naomi, listless, gone, twitched and moaned.

Having almost forgotten her offer, as ever, Beatrice's words cut through the fog. Weakly NAomi somehow transitioned to her knees, ruined asshole dumping a staggering amount of mixed stud slop onto the bed, truly kneeling in a puddle of her own making. Colour flushing her cheeks Naomi's plush, plump kissers popped open. The first stream hit, steamy, warm, pungent. Naomi caught it, letting it rain into her mouth until she had a nice golden puddle, the tinkling of water on water. Then the second came slashing across her face. She tried to catch both, darting between succeeding more in sloshing what she caught about, making a ******* mess. Naomi swallowed, whimpered and it just kept coming. Forehead, hair, cheekbones, chin, ****, those abs everyone had been lusting after all day, the pair of studs soaked her, saturated her, marked her with their twin scents. Naomi basked, no she exalted in it and when they were done she was panting, sore, weak, reeking with a sloshing belly and dribbling asscunt that wouldn't and couldn't pleasure a lesser **** if she tried.