Skater Girl Fever - Part 5

two skater girls sprawl on the skate-shop floor passing a joint when arousal hits hard. one grabs the other's throat, pulls her in for a sloppy kiss, then slides a hand under that frayed denim skirt. fingers dip straight into slick heat, teasing and pumping until the second girl whines and shoves her own skinny jeans down to her knees. tongues replace fingers, slick and greedy, licking long wet stripes up and over each other's swollen clits while hands keep working deep inside dripping cunts. the stud clocks the scene through the cracked doorway and steps inside, already hard. he drops his sweats, letting a thick cock swing heavy and exposed, then two eager mouths close around him in sloppy turn-taking turns— one sucking, the other licking his balls, spit running down his shaft. he laughs once, low, cups the back of both heads and takes control, fucking warm throats until spit glistens down chins. moments later he pushes one girl face-first into her board bag, grips her hips and spears her little pussy open with one rough thrust. she gasps loud around the stretch as her hole hugs tight and he starts driving hard strokes straight in and out, the slap of skin clear in the room. as soon as she moans too loud, he yanks free, spins, and plunges into the other skater bent over the stool— stretching another tight, creamy cunt that grips him on every thrust. the girls moan in unison, drool dripping from lips already wet, while thick cock switches between them, filling both again and again until neither hole stays empty for long.