DP me tonight - part II.

Sophie and I flipped through old holiday photos, laughing over the mess we’d made of the camera roll. Then Aneta stepped through the door, luggage in tow. We cleared her bags away, then turned to the rest of her clothes. Shirts hit the floor, jeans slid down, until nothing was left between us. Later, the same two women worked a pair of strap-ons deep inside me at once—one stretching my pussy, the other easing past the tight ring of my ass. The double thrust left me gasping, filled front and back, every slow rock sending fresh waves of heat through my body until the room blurred and the night stretched on.