Michelle Thorne And Jem Stone – A Couple Of Vixens With Huge Bazongas Fight Over A Dildo And Then Share It

Busty beauty Michelle Thorne lounged languidly on the padded bench, her ample bosom straining against the confines of her skimpy polka dot bikini top. The sweltering summer heat was stifling, her skin glistening with a sheen of perspiration. She ran a delicate hand through her long blonde tresses, pushing them off her face and sighing heavily.

“Ugh, it’s so bloody hot!” Michelle complained, fanning herself with a nearby magazine. “If only there were something to ease this tension…”

Just then, Jem Stone, Michelle’s long-time bestie sashayed over, her voluptuous curves barely contained by a sarong wrap. “Hey vixen,” Jem purred, grabbing a handful of Michelle’s top and giving it a teasing tug. “Looks like you could use some cooling down, yeah?”

Michelle rolled her eyes but smirked, finding herself already heated in a different way. “Well considering we’re the only two hoes around here, I suppose I’ll just have to make do with you, won’t I?”

Jem waggled her eyebrows suggestively. “Oh I’ll do nicely, you stacked slut.” She produced a giant dildo from behind her back, waving it in front of Michelle’s face. “How about we share a little something to take the edge off, hmm?”

Michelle’s eyes widened at the sight of the massive silicone phallus, her pussy already clenching with need. “Oh really now? You wanna fuck around in public like a couple of horny naais, is that it?” She snatched the dildo out of Jem’s hand and held it high above her head triumphantly.

“Why you cock-punching bitch!” Jem screeched, making a lunge for the oversized sex toy. They fell into a tussle, all hands and big tits flopping about, each woman determined to snag the dildo for themselves.

“Oi, you cheap harlot! I saw it first!” Michelle panted, trying to pin Jem down by straddling her and shoving her voluptuous ass in Jem’s face.

“Bloody hell, you mad bint! It belongs to myself and myself alone!” Jem snarled, clawing at Michelle’s bikini top until her massive melons spilled out.

Breathless and sweaty, the two ladies remained locked together, their bodies pressed intimately. Slowly, they became aware of the erotic nature of their altercation. Lips began to meet in heated kisses, hands roaming over expanses of tanned skin.

“Mmmm, don’t think you can distract me with that sweet mouth of yours, you insatiable minx,” Michelle purred.

“Sod off, you shameless hussy!” Jem hip checked her, shoving a hand inside Michelle’s bikini bottoms. “Needy little cunt, always so wet and ready, isn’t it?”

Michelle moaned loudly, grinding her hips wantonly against Kem’s probing fingers. “Mmph! Well at least my quim doesn’t reek of desperation like yours, you greedy tart!”

“You won’t be saying that once I have you screaming my name!” Jem growled, ducking down to bury her face between Michelle’s thick thighs. She shoved her tongue inside the glistening folds, teasing the sensitive bud.

“Fuck, yes! Put that filthy mouth on my wanton snatch, you trappy slag!” Michelle held Jem’s head in place, bucking insistently against her face.

Jem sucked vigorously, sticking her fingers knuckle-deep inside Michelle’s sopping cunt. She curled them just right, stroking her friend’s sweet spot until she was thrashing about in ecstasy.

“Yes, yes, yessss! Ahhhh, fuck!” Michelle came violently, drenching Jem’s face with her honeyed juices. Her pussy rippled and clenched, milking Jem’s fingers expertly.

Grinning triumphantly, Jem lifted her head, a string of cunnie cream connecting her chin to Michelle’s quivering mound. “Now that’s what I call a right royal cream pie, what?”

“Cocky bird,” Michelle huffed, shoving her down onto her back. She scissored her legs on either side of Jem’s head, straddling her face once more. “Your turn, you randy little prick.”

She dove between Jem’s thighs, sucking fervently on her ruddy clit. Jem wailed in rapture, fisting her hands in Michelle’s golden locks. “Fucking hell! Suck me harder you filthy slag! I’m going to drown you in my sweet fucking juices!”

Michelle doubled her efforts, putting lips and tongue and teeth to work. She penetrated Jem’s fluttering hole with her fingers, pumping quick and deep. Her mouth never left that throbbing bean, flicking and worrying it with delicious precision.

“Oh fuck, fuuuucuuuk!” Kem came with a scream, her cunny gushing like a sieve. Doubling over, she seized a fistful of Michelle’s hair, grinding her sopping slit against her mouth crudely.

They collapsed together in a sweaty, sated pile, limbs intertwined. “Mmmm, that’s more like it, yeah?” Michelle murmured, nuzzling into Kem’s neck.

“Hell yeah, you shameless hussy,” Kem agreed, still breathing heavily. She reached for the dildo, waving it between them. “But that round was you, love. I’m afraid it’s my turn now, eh?”

Michelle smirked, trailing a finger down Kem’s belly. “Lead on then, you dirty girl…”|