Три парня трахнули двух красоток и все закончилось большой оргией , домашняя групповуха

The lights were low, the music thumping, and the air heavy with anticipation as the group of college friends gathered at their off-campus house for a party they knew would be legendary. They had spent weeks planning it, sending out cryptic invitations to their closest friends and a select few from other houses who were known for their wild sides.

As the first guests arrived, the mood was electric. Tall, muscular Jake was the first to open the door, a grin stretching across his chiseled face as he beckoned in his scantily clad female crewmates. Kayla and Zoe, the two ringleaders of the girls’ side, bounced in on heels that clicked against the hardwood floors. Their short dresses barely covered their toned asses as the group began mixing drinks and passing around a vape pen.

The DJ who’d been hired began spinning a pulsing beat, bodies beginning to move in unison as more friends piled into the living room. Some of them knew each other and began chatting animatedly, but plenty were strangers and that mystery added an air of excitement to the proceedings. Kayla and Zoe, keen to spice things up, disappeared into one of the bedrooms for a few minutes, before emerging with mischievous grins.

“Alright, let’s play a game,” Zoe called out over the din of the party. Mouths gaped open around a joint being passed around, interest piqued. Kayla and Zoe were known for their games.

“What kind of game?” someone shouted from the back of the crowd.

“Trust us,” Kayla purred, her voice low and sultry. “We promise it’ll be a night you won’t forget.”

That was all it took. The room erupted into cheers. Kayla clapped her hands. “Okay, well pay attention then. Fetch your cuffs from the kitchen cabinets, tie up your partners and bring them upstairs in five minutes. No squealing.”

And that was that, the party shifting into high gear with the girls’ (and a few boys’) submissive partners being led or half-carried out of the living room as the sounds of leather against flesh filled the air.

Upstairs, Kayla and Zoe directed the bound girls to wait on the bed. They themselves began removing their flimsy dresses, revealing lacy bras and thongs underneath. “You like what you see?” Kayla cooed, running her hands over her tanned, toned body.

Downstairs, the cuffs had done their job. The party had become a frantic melee of whips, gags and silk scarves being whipped out to cover eyes. “You’ve had your fun,” Zoe’s voice crooned over the loudspeaker system, “and now it’s time to join us up here.”

And then they were off, up the stairs like a pack of wolves, massive erections straining against fabric and flushed faces eager to see what waited upstairs. As they burst through the bedroom door, they were greeted with a sight to behold. The girls were naked, their hands bound, luscious bodies on display for the taking.

“Time to party,” Zoe growled, pouncing on the closest girl and pinning her hands above her head while Kayla straddled her face. And with that, the orgy had begun. Hands and mouths were everywhere, large bodies squirming together as the sounds of flesh against flesh filled the air. Those who couldn’t find a partner for the moment contented themselves with jerking off to the show, the room pulsing with lust and sweat.

But it wasn’t enough. More was needed. Jake clambered up onto a dresser that already held a half-empty bottle of whiskey and whistled to get everyone’s attention. “You two,” he nodded to one of the few guys not yet involved, “come here.” Then, holding his massive cock in his hand, he began to jerk himself off. “Who wouldn’t want these thick lips wrapped around my cock,” he groaned.

The room erupted again and Kayla and Zoe took up the lead. They slammed the two guys to the floor and straddled their cocks, lowering themselves down as they encouraged everyone else to join in.

Soon, the whole room was lost in a frenzy of debauchery more intense then anyone had predicted. Faces were being spitroasted, tongues buried in cunts and asses. And still, the moans and cries for more filled the air. What had begun as a simple party game had become a monster of its own making. The drenched, perspiring, fucked-out orgy parade didn’t slow down for hours to come…