Balls in yo jaw

Chapter two - And then there were two

"Carlos!" She whimpered, as he lay another thrust into her.

Throwing his head back, he's sweating.

They're both wet

"Any room for me?"

Speaks Vladimir, with his heavy Russian accent from far in the corner, swooping his luscious blonde hair over his piercing blue eyes.

"Oh yes" she cries

You know she wants it.

Vlad struts over and drops his nuts into her jaw.

She's into it

With Carlos still inside her, his manhood growing stronger.

He's also into it

Vlad notices Carlos staring at his round, golden crown jewels.

"You want some of this, mustache man?"

He questioned whilst jiggling his eggs.

Carlos nods with desperation. He pulls out of Her and she gives a disappointed sigh.

"Cmere pretty boy" He speaks Russianly, lifting his wads of yellow yarn out of her mouth and jingling them tauntingly at Carlos.

Carlos is practically giggling, pushing her out the way and crawling towards Vladimir.

Eyeballing his chiseled abs, his perfectly curled bush, and best of all his all natural candies. Carlos is bricked.

Finally placing his just desserts into his mouth, them tasting weirdly like vanilla, Carlos starts to guzzle.

He gulps and gags those vanilla swirls.

He wants it so bad. He's getting it.

Vladimir groans out in pleasure... but in Russian of course.

And they're both so.. so.. wet.