Maris moaned softly into her friend's pussy, the sound vibrating against Vela's skin, one hand still squeezing Lor's balls, the other sliding higher to spread Vela's cheeks.

She spat delicately, her fingers circling the tight ring of Vela's asshole, slicking it before pressing one finger inside, slow...

Vela's eyes flew wide, her body jerking.

"You—ahh, gods—Maris!" Her voice was a fractured moan, her pride crumbling as Maris's finger thrust deeper, her tongue swirling faster against her clit.

Her breasts clenched tighter around Lor's cock, the added pressure making him groan louder, precum smearing across her chest, her nipples brushing his shaft with every slide.

Lor reached up, his hands finally joining, squeezing her breasts, guiding her movements with a gentle indulgence, his thumbs rubbing her nipples, coaxing them harder.

Vela shuddered, her hips grinding against Maris's tongue, her body caught between the two sensations.

"Fuck," Vela gasped, her voice raw, her face flushing a deep red as she rocked between Maris's mouth and Lor's cock, her control unraveling with every thrust.

Maris's moans vibrated against her, her tongue swirling with growing confidence, her finger thrusting slowly into Vela's ass, making her hips jerk uncontrollably.

The wet sounds of her licking filled the room, mingling with Vela's gasps and Lor's groans, a symphony of raw, forbidden pleasure.

Lor couldn't hold back, the sight overwhelming—Vela's toned body straddling him, her breasts sliding around his cock, Maris kneeling behind, licking and fingering her with hunger.

The heat, the slickness, the raw intensity of it all pushed him to the edge. "Auntie—I'm gonna—"

"Do it," Vela gasped, her pride gone, her voice thick with need. "Cum for me."

With a ragged groan, Lor spilled between her tits, thick spurts painting her chest and throat, dripping down her cleavage as she squeezed tighter, milking every drop with her breasts.

The heat, the slick friction, sent Vela over the edge, her own orgasm ripping through her as Maris's tongue and finger pushed her to breaking.

She cried out, her body trembling above Lor, cum dripping onto his stomach as her thighs clenched, her pussy spasming against Maris's mouth.

Maris whimpered, overwhelmed, her lips sucking greedily through Vela's orgasm, tasting every shudder, every pulse of wetness.

Her own thighs pressed together, her panties soaked beneath her skirt, her body trembling with unspent need.

The bed shook, the air heavy with the scent of sweat, cum, and raw desire.

Vela collapsed forward, panting, her breasts still wrapped around Lor's softening cock, smeared with his release, her body quivering with aftershocks.

Maris pulled back, her lips glossy with Vela's wetness, her cheeks flushed with a mix of shame and heat, her brown eyes wide and dazed.

Lor lay flat, his chest heaving, his cock half-hard but twitching back to life at the sight of both women—still flushed, still hungry, their bodies a study in contrasts.

Vela's toned, muscular frame and Maris's softer, fuller curves.

Maris's hazel eyes flickered to Lor's cock, then up to his face, her lips parting as she bit them, hesitation melting into a raw, unspoken need.

Slowly, she climbed onto the bed, her hands trembling as she reached for the hem of her skirt, hiking it up to reveal her damp panties.

With a shaky breath, she hooked her fingers into the waistband and tugged them down her thighs, kicking them aside, her pussy bare and glistening, pink and swollen from her earlier arousal.

Now completely naked, her soft curves exposed in the morning light, she crawled over Lor's body, her skin warm against his.

Vela, still catching her breath, glanced up from where she lay draped across Lor's torso, her own body slick with sweat and cum.

She pushed herself up slightly, her green eyes narrowing with a mix of exhaustion and curiosity. "Maris…"

Maris ignored her, swinging her leg over Lor's waist, settling above his stiffening cock, her bare pussy hovering just above him, her breasts swaying as she braced herself on his chest.

The heat of her radiated against him, her wetness brushing the tip of his cock, making it twitch in anticipation.

Lor's breath hitched, his hazel eyes locking onto hers, dark with desire. "Auntie. You sure…?"

Her answer was a sharp nod, her cheeks burning crimson, her voice soft but resolute.

"I've waited too long… This will feel good. don't worry Lor" Her words were a confession, her body trembling as she positioned herself above him.

Vela smirked faintly, her breath still uneven, then moved with sudden, decisive force.

She pushed herself up, her toned body glistening, and spun around to straddle Lor's face, facing Maris.

Completely naked now—her shorts and sports bra discarded in a heap on the floor—her muscular thighs squeezed around his head as she lowered her dripping pussy to his mouth, the scent of her arousal flooding his senses.

"Lick me boy," she demanded, her voice husky, dripping with command.

Lor obeyed, his tongue sliding up between her folds, circling her clit with slow, wet, sloppy strokes.

Vela groaned, her hands grabbing Maris's breasts roughly, kneading the soft flesh, her thumbs brushing over stiff nipples.

Maris gasped, her eyes fluttering shut, her body arching into the touch as Vela leaned forward, capturing her lips in a hot, hungry kiss.

The sight drove Lor wild—Maris's full breasts crushed against Vela's hands, their lips locked in a desperate tangle of tongues.

His cock throbbed, fully hard now, as Maris's hips sank down, impaling herself on him with a slow, deliberate motion, her bare pussy enveloping his shaft inch by inch.

"Oh—gods!" she gasped, her voice trembling, breaking into a moan as her tight, slick heat gripped him like a vice, clenching around his cock.

Lor groaned into Vela's pussy, licking faster, his hands gripping her toned thighs as her juices coated his mouth, her moans joining Maris's in a symphony of need.

Maris began to ride him, her hips moving in a desperate rhythm, each thrust sinking him deeper, her thighs trembling, her cries muffled as Vela devoured her mouth, their tongues tangling in a wet, hungry dance.

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