Pool Hall Wager Turns into Filthy Tongue fucking Party

Sinn Sage lines up the cue and sinks another shot, the crack of balls echoing off the green felt. She’s got Claire Robbins and Rachel Madori cornered on the table, their last bit of clothing already crumpled on the floor. Rachel owes more than she can cover, so she climbs onto the felt and spreads. Sinn spits on her hole and drives her tongue in, wet and filthy, while Claire drops to her knees and joins the feast. They feast on Rachel’s ass, licking deep, switching places, daring her to take both tongues at once. Rachel moans, hole twitching, cheeks pulled wide so nothing’s hidden. When their mouths tire they trade up for something bigger. Sinn straps on a thick dildo, pushes it past Rachel’s spit-slick rim and sinks it all the way. Claire keeps her mouth busy—rimming Sinn’s cock on every backstroke, then licking it clean after it’s been buried in Rachel’s guts. Rachel takes every inch, gaping around the shaft, pushing back like she can’t get enough. Claire gets her turn next, bent over the table, hole stretched wide, moaning loud while the strap-on pounds her open. Ass to mouth, tongue back on the gape, every hole slick and ready for more until the table is slick with spit and sweat and cum.