2 Girls 1 Cock 4K NEW 1080p – Angela – Melany – Girl Friend Experience Paris FRANCE 1-2-3-4-5-6-7 – CRIS ANGELO 92 – 120 min – 1st Threesome Part 02

Title: “A Dreamy Threesome Under the Parisian Sky”

As the Eiffel Tower gleamed against the twilight sky, Angela and Melany strolled hand in hand along the Seine, their laughter echoing through the cool Parisian air. The two cheerleaders had been best friends since childhood, but their bond had grown even stronger during their recent study abroad in the City of Love.

Angela, with her fiery red hair and emerald green eyes, turned to Melany, her raven-haired counterpart, and whispered, “I’ve been thinking about our conversation from last night.”

Melany’s cheeks flushed, remembering their late-night chat about sexual fantasies and desires. “Yeah? And what have you been thinking about, exactly?”

A sly smirk played on Angela’s lips as she led them into a dimly lit alleyway, away from prying eyes. “I’ve been thinking about how much I want you, Mel. All of you.”

Melany’s heart raced as Angela pressed her against the cool brick wall, her lips finding Melany’s in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced, exploring each other’s mouths with a hunger that had been building for months.

As they broke away, Melany gazed into Angela’s eyes, seeing her own desire reflected back. “I want you too,” she whispered. “More than anything.”

Just then, a shadow emerged from the darkness – Cris Angelo, their rakish art professor with a reputation for seducing his students. “Well, well,” he purred, his eyes roaming over the two women’s curves. “Looks like I’m just in time for the main event.”

Angela and Melany exchanged a mischievous glance, both of them recognizing the opportunity that had just presented itself. Without a word, they each took one of Cris’s hands and led him back to their shared apartment, a charming attic studio overlooking the Seine.

Once inside, Angela pushed Cris down onto the plush sofa, straddling his lap as Melany knelt before them, her fingers deftly unbuttoning his trousers. Cris groaned as Melany’s lips wrapped around his hardening cock, her skillful tongue lapping at the tip.

Angela leaned in, capturing Cris’s mouth in a searing kiss while her hands roamed his chest, feeling the firm muscles beneath his shirt. She could feel his eyes on her, watching as she began to strip off her clothes, revealing inch after inch of creamy skin.

Melany joined in, shedding her own garments until all three of them were bare, their bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs and lust. Angela crawled onto the sofa, positioning herself above Cris’s now-throbbing member. With a slow, sensual writhing of her hips, she lowered herself onto him, gasping as he filled her completely.

“Fuck, Angela,” Cris grunted, his hands gripping her hips as she began to move, rising and falling in a hypnotic rhythm.

Melany pressed herself against Angela’s back, her breasts molding to the curve of her spine. She reached around, cupping Angela’s bouncing breasts in her hands, tweaking the hardened nipples between her fingers.

The three of them moved as one, a cacophony of moans and sighs filling the small apartment. Angela could feel her orgasm building, her walls clenching around Cris’s plundering cock. Melany’s hands roamed her body, stoking the fire within her.

Suddenly, Angela’s eyes widened as she locked gazes with Melany. Without pausing her gyrations, Angela leaned forward, claiming Melany’s lips in a fierce, passionate kiss. Their tongues tangled together as their bodies undulated against each other and around Cris.

Cris could feel his own climax approaching, his balls drawing up tight against his body as Angela’s pussy muscles squeezed him like a vice. “I’m… I’m going to come,” he stuttered, his fingers digging into Angela’s flesh.

“Yes,” Angela hissed, her hips rocking faster, harder. “Come for us, Cris. Fill us up.”

With a roar of ecstasy, Cris exploded inside Angela, his thick, hot seed painting her inner walls. The sensation was enough to send Angela hurtling over the edge, her juices flooding Cris’s cock as she cried out her release, burying her face in Melany’s neck.

Melany herself wasn’t far behind, her fingers dipping between her own legs, circling her clit in time with Angela’s contractions around Cris. Within moments, she too was coming undone, her head thrown back, a keening wail escaping her lips.

The three of them remained locked together, riding out the waves of their shared climax, their breath coming in short, sharp gasps. As the aftershocks faded, Angela collapsed against Cris’s chest, Melany snuggling in beside them.

In that moment, there was nowhere else they’d rather be – the three of them, entwined in the most delightful way imaginable, under the soft glow of the Parisian sky.