The evening started with sharp banter over cocktails, my girlfriend Lena leaning in with a wicked grin. 'Charlotte, that tiny body of yours hides some serious fire. Think you can handle both our boys without breaking a sweat?' Charlotte, all curves and confidence despite her petite frame and those big tits straining her top, shot back, 'Honey, I don't break—I command. Marcus here knows better than to underestimate me. What about you two? Ready to get horny and dripping, or just talking big?' Marcus chuckled, his eyes dark. 'Let's see who comes first.' The air thickened as we moved to the bedroom. Clothes hit the floor fast. I was already hard, my cock pulsing at the sight. Lena pushed me toward Charlotte. 'Fuck her pussy while Marcus takes that ass—make it explosive.' Charlotte straddled me, strong and unyielding, guiding my cock into her wet heat as she panted, 'Deeper, but don't think you're in charge.' Behind me, Marcus pressed close, his hands firm on my hips. 'Ready for this, pretty boy?' he teased. I felt him slide into my ass, the stretch intense and thrilling. Charlotte rode me hard, her big tits bouncing, while Lena watched with a smirk, fingers teasing herself. 'Look at you all sweating and panting—now give us that cum.' The rhythm built, bodies slick and moving together toward the edge.
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