Thrusting in deeper into her, and with a guttural shout of both pleasure and pain, Shawn spent himself on her tongue. Melissa threw her head back and gave an animalistic moan of pleasure as she relished the potent, salty taste of Shawn’s cum on her tongue, gulping down as much as she could manage. I watched as her cheeks flexed and sucked Shawn’s cock as it throbbed in her mouth, utterly enraptured. It was as if she had just run a kilometre and Shawn’s cum was the only thing that could quench her thirst.

Melissa, as hard as she tried to soldier on, just could not take it all. She swallowed, but there was too much of his cum and it now poured down the corners of her mouth, dripped down her chin and onto her breast. She used her palm to smear Shawn’s thick ejaculate over her chest, onto her breasts, slowly massaging it into her skin like some naughty lube.  The next perfect thing, I thought, would be Michelle licking it off. Melissa would love that, and I couldn’t deny that it wasn’t high on my own fantasies either. Melissa looked in my direction, sensing me, and smiled.

“Ahhh, this was so fucking good,” she said breathlessly to me, “Fuck! That was so hot, not knowing who just fucked my mouth…” She was however not done, hadn’t orgasmed yet. Michelle knew this and was faithfully working on her, now increasing the tempo with her fingers and tongue moving in and out of Melissa's pussy.

Melissa placed her fingers into Michelle’s mouth, coating them with cum, before running them over her face in a wicked and hedonistic display. Smearing some on her nipples as she pinched them, the more she pinched the closer she was getting to her own orgasm.