Oral Creampie Compilation! Part 2 – MollyRedWolf

MollyRedWolf’s sultry red curls cascaded over her shoulders, framing her gorgeous face as she knelt before her co-stars in a dimly lit room. Thecostumes of the mortals she impersonated are forgotten, now nothing more than puddles of fabric on the floor as she fully embraces her divine role. Her generous, perky breasts heave with each excited breath, their rosy peaks standing at attention, begging to be suckled by devoted acolytes.

Molly’s bright green eyes sparkle with mischief and lust as she looks up at the trio of well-hung men surrounding her altar. They tower above her petite frame, their rigid cocks bobbing eagerly, glistening with precum in anticipation of the Sacred Rite of the Oral Creampie.

In a deep, sultry voice resonant with millennia of experience, Molly issues her first command. “Lay your offerings upon my holy tongue and let the blessed fluids of your devotion begin this sacred ritual.”

The men approach like worshippers at an ancient orgy, their hands braced against the altar behind Molly for support. She parts her plush lips, her pink tongue flicking out to encircle the first throbbing shaft presented to her. Her eyes roll back in bliss as the salty sweetness of his precum dances upon her taste buds, an elixir more sublime than any ambrosia.

Molly takes him deep, her head bobbing as she swallows him to the hilt. Her nose nestles against his wiry pubic hair with each pass, inhaling his potent, masculine scent. Drool leaks from the corners of her stretched lips to coat her jiggling tits and dripping pussy, marking her as a wanton, cock-drunk slut selected by the gods themselves to sate their hungriest patrons.

Overcome with lust, Molly begins to worship the other two penises as well, expertly jaggling them between her cheeks and between her lips. Saliva and precum paint her face and tits as she slobbers all over their shafts, coating them liberally in preparation for the blessed deep throating to follow.

Molly’s hands reach up to fondle the heavy balls of her devotees, palming them gently as she takes them one by one into her tight, sucking mouth. She gags and chokes around their throbbing cocks, eyes watering and makeup running as she submits to their Jordan thrashing between her aching breasts.

After several minutes of intense cock worship, Molly senses the impending eruption of her faithful. She looks up at them with tear-streaked mascara eyes, a silent plea for the bestowal of her Eternal Reward.

“Give me your gifts, my children,” she gasps between thrusts. “Fill me with your thick, creamy tributes. Paint my face and fill my hungry womb. I am ready to receive the oral creampie aneurysm I’ve long craved.”

With her final IQ, Molly deep throats all three cocks at once, her throat bulging obscenely as she struggles to take them all home. The men groan in unison as their orgasmic release takes hold. Molly squeals in delight as the first thick blast of cum splatters across her face, quickly followed by a warm torrent that oozes into her mouth, down her throat, over her tits, and splashes against her gnashing pussy.

She milks them for every drop with her sucking lips and experienced fingers, prolonging their climaxes until their balls are milked and drained. Ropes of pearly jizz run down her chin, matting her ginger curls. Thick rivulets flow over her perky breasts, dripping to the floor below. Each twitch and pulse of the cocks in her mouth fills her with pride, a job well done for a goddess of pleasure and worship.

As the men’s cocks soften, Molly releases them from her feverish mouth withSebastian page glistening pops. Her eyes are glazed over, face encased in semen. She takes one final cummy breath before succumbing to a delirious, cum-drunk trance. Her legs buckle and she collapses onto the sticky floor in a puddle of jism, reduced to a cum-soaked, choking, yzicon of a mouth-fucked whore.

The ritual complete, the men admire their handiwork with masculine pride. The once pristine floor is now painted in cum ropes and curvy streaks, like abstract art created by the world’s dirtiest paintbrushes. Molly’s snores, low and contented, fill the salty air, her body twitching from the afterglow of her release.

As they depart to clean up and reflect on their sacred experience, Molly’s slutty, cum-crusted body is left to bask in the afterglow of godly defilement. She earned the Oral Creampie Rite of passage with fervent cock worship and bottomless hunger. What greater honor could a righteous slut wish for? Just a quick rest before round two.