Busty babes Kendra Lust and Lisa Ann fuck in threesome

Title: “Ravenous Rendezvous: Kendra Lust, Lisa Ann and Their Hung Italian Stallion”

The sophisticated Italian estate glowed with the warm hues of late afternoon. Inside, the air was electric with anticipation. The two seductive and seasoned MILFs, Kendra Lust and Lisa Ann, lounged on the plush velvet sofa, their silken robes falling open to reveal tantalizing glimpses of their voluptuous bodies. They sipped on velvety Chianti, their eyes meeting in a rush of unspoken desire as they waited for their evening’s entertainment to arrive.

Minutes ticked by, each one drawing out the pulsing tension between them. Then, a knock at the door announced the arrival of their guest – a strapping Italian stallion, sporting a pulsating package that strained against his tailored pants. He introduced himself as mestre disorders (a notorious stud in the city) and wasted no time getting down to business.

With a roguish grin, he approached the beguiling duo, trailing a finger down Kendra’s exposed neck. Her skin prickled at his touch, a delicious shiver running down her spine. Lisa Ann, ever the prima donna, sauntered over, wrapping a shapely leg around the Italian’s waist and pulling him in for a toe-curling kiss. Her tongue danced with his, twirling and stroking in a tantalizing preview of their impending intimacy.

Kendra watched the lewd display, her body aching with need. She couldn’t wait any longer. Rising from the sofa, she joined the passionate pair, her hands roaming across the Italian’s chiseled chest. Together, they guided him to the room’s plush carpet, a thick Persian rug that would serve as their canvas for the night’s memorable encounter.

The three of them sank to their knees, robes and clothing swiftly discarded. Kendra and Lisa Ann took turns lapping at the Italian’s engorged member, their tongues swirling over the swollen head, tracing the thick vein running its length. They took turns sucking him, their plump lips stretching obscenely around his girth.

“This… questo… this is incredible,” the Italian grunted, his hands buried in their silken hair.

Emboldened, Kendra and Lisa Ann then turned to each other, a new kind of passion igniting between them. Lingering, teasing kisses turned into deeper explorations, fingers probing and stroking in a dance as old as time. The Italian watched, captivated by the erotic sight of these two delectable goddesses pleasuring each other.

As they played, the trio moved to the room’s four-poster bed, Kendra and Lisa Ann sprawling across it, legs spread, glistening wet folds on display. The Italian positioned himself between them, his thick Italian meat sliding along their soaked crevices. Then, with a single powerful surge, he buried himself inside Kendra, a guttural moan tearing from his throat at the exquisite sensation of her tight velvet heat enveloping him.

He began to thrust, his hips snapping with urgency as he plundered her depths. Beside them, Lisa Ann watched, one hand drifting between her own legs to tease her aching button. The curves of the two women bounced and jiggled with each driving thrust, their bodies flushed with the fever of lust.

Tiring of his single conquest, the Italian shifted his attention to Lisa Ann, pulling out of Kendra with a wet pop and moving to claim her. Kendra rolled onto her stomach, presenting her pert ass to him as she ground against Lisa Ann. The two women lost themselves in debauched kisses and wandering hands, moaning and panting as the Italian pistoned in and out of Lisa Ann.

As the trio reached a crescendo, all logic and reason abandoned them. Kendra and Lisa Ann’s passion had ignited a primal hunger in them, a carnal desire to be filled and stretched to their limits. The Italian obliged, using their bodies like instruments, playing them for his pleasure.

Day turned to night as the three continued their raunchy rendezvous, mouths and hands everywhere, no inch of skin left untouched or unexplored. And when they finally collapsed, bodies slick with sweat and satisfaction, the room reeked of sex, the very air heavy with their illicit activities.

This was no ordinary threesome – it was a testament to the power of passion, a celebration of the human body in all its primal glory. And as the Italian rolled off the panting, spent women, he smiled in smug satisfaction, knowing that he had satiated these two ravenous MILFs, for now.