Pregnant German Slut Jessie Prego And Her Friend Lisa Milk 18 Cocks

Title: Pregnant German Slut Jessie Prego and Her Friend Lisa Milk in a Taboo Threesome Frenzy

In the sultry, dimly lit room, a video camera whirred to life, focusing its hungry lens on the three figures sprawled upon an oversized bed. The scene that unfolded was one of unbridled carnal lust, a taboo threesome that would leave most aghast yet secretly craving.

The pregnant German slut, Jessie Prego, lay on her back, an irresistibly voluptuous curve of womanhood. Her full, gravid belly strained against her tight, low-cut top, the dark swell of her areola clearly visible. Beside her, Lisa Milk, the lithe young brunette, reclined in all her eighteen-year-old glory, her pert breasts barely contained within a too-small tank top. Both women were clad in sheer stockings, their skimpy underwear offering little to the imagination.

Jessie reached out, her fingers tracing the line of Lisa’s jaw before moving lower, cupping the teen’s modest breast, lightly rolling a hardened nipple between thumb and forefinger. Lisa gasped, arching into the touch, her tongue darting out to wet her full, pouty lips. The girls’ eyes met, raw desire passing between them before their lips crashed together in a hungry, desperate kiss.

Their hands roamed, various zippers were lowered, and paperwork was swiftly discarded. Jessie’s pregnant belly strained against her revealed skin, a testament to her wanting, while Lisa’s pert breasts bounced free of her top, proudly displaying her dusky nipples, already pebbled with arousal.

The two women broke apart, panting, their skin glistening with the sheen of their own desire. Then the door opened, signaling the arrival of the first of the eighteen cocks that would soon fill their eager orifices.

The room suddenly flooded with men, a seeming sea of muscled torsos and straining erections. Jessie and Lisa regarded them with lidded, lust-drunk eyes, hungering to be filled, to be used, to be pleasured.

The men quickly closed the distance between themselves and the nubile women. Hands and mouths were everywhere, caressing, suckling, kneading. A thick cock pressed against Jessie’s pregnant belly while another sought entrance between her swollen, sensitive lips. Lisa found herself similarly blessed, a throbbing shaft nudging at her dewy entrance while another SLUT-style watch is available here.

As Jessie moaned, her back arched, pushing her heavy breasts against her partner’s seeking hands. She felt her nipples being tweaked, her clit being licked, and her cunt being stretched wide and filled by one man. Another cock slid past her lips, filling her mind, while yet another man fingered the cleft between her ass cheeks, probing her tight rosebud entrance.

Lisa, too, was experiencing a deluge of sensations. Her teenage body, barely into womanhood, was being stretched, pushed, pulled. Her nipples, pebbled from the teens-want-to-suction pressure, were pulled, twisted, while her young, tight slit succumbed to the pummeling of a thick cock.

The room was a synergy of grunts, moans, and wet sounds, punctuated by the slap of flesh against flesh. Jessie pulled her mouth from the cock that had been filling it, her lips smeared with pre-cum, her cheeks flushed.

“I want to taste more of those cum stains tonight,” she panted, her tongue darting out to gather the leaking fluid in her mouth. She glanced at her partner, then down at her pregnant belly, swollen from the impending birth. “And I want my belly… Licked… Clean…” She emphasized her point by reaching up to price open the entrance to her dripping pussy.

Lisa, impaled on several rods of hot, throbbing male flesh, nodded eagerly, changing her position so that she could bury her face between Jessie’s thighs. Her tongue, young and eager, lapped along the swollen lips, gathering the cream that oozed from her partner’s heated core.

Jessie nearly screamed at the contact, her body arching, her fingers twisting themselves in the sheets beneath her. She could feel the beads of sweat on her skin, could feel the press of the baby inside her stretching her taut skin. It was intensely, almost painfully erotic, to be used, Whatever can come, use me. I’m your pregnant slut, full and ready to be filled.

The sea of men licked and fingered and milked with a fervor that left both women breathless and begging for more. The taste of their arousals intermingled with the tastes of each other, a mesh of mingled flavors that left them intoxicated with less.

Finally, at last, as if by some silent signal, the men began to jerk, their cocks pulsing, spurting streams of hot, pearlescent cum. It splattered across the women’s faces, dotting their skin, pooling in the hollows of their breasts, their bellies, their hands.

Lisa gasped as the first load arced across her tongue, the musky taste of it sending shockwaves through her body. She found herself swallowing convulsively, her throat working as she gulped down the salty-fruity seed until it spilled from the corners of her mouth. Jessie, her ample breasts heaving with her efforts, lapped at the creamy drips, scooping them up with practiced fingers.

And then the men were done, their release spent. They gathered their clothes, giving tired grunts and slaps to the women’s ample curves as they left.

Jessie and Lisa, though, were far from done. They turned to each other, their bodies slick with cum, their eyes glazed with the aftershocks of their pleasure. Clumsily, eagerly, they wriggled into each other’s arms, their mouths finding purchase on the other’s well-used body, lapping, cleaning, tasting.

Jessie caught her reflection in a nearby mirror, her belly swollen and covered in the white streaks of her own mixed fluids, and she smiled. She was a pregnant slut, a pregnant cum slut, and she was proud of it. She glanced at Lisa, whose own body was just as marked, and felt a smile tug at her lips.

“They’re not done with us yet,” she said, her voice raw and rough with sex and tiredness. “It’s only just begun.”

And with that, the two women turned back to each other, their lips meeting in a wet, needy kiss, and the night was theirs, to use as they saw fit, filled with abandon and unending pleasure, a night of unstoppable taboo fucking that would, for now, never end.