Chapter 132: oils 3
The friction was perfect now—hot, slippery, relentless—Lor’s cock trapped between their oiled cheeks, pulsing with every move, his pre-cum mixing with the lotion, making the slide even slicker.
"Fuck," Lor groaned, his hands gripping the sheets, his hips bucking slightly, his hazel eyes half-lidded with a tingling sensation, his cock throbbing painfully as their asses worked him in tandem.
Sophia’s cheeks flushed deeper, her small breasts heaving, her pussy dripping into her panties as she tried to find a rhythm, grinding harder, her tight ass sliding against his shaft.
Lia’s generous chest bounced with each movement, her green eyes glinting with a mix of nerves and arousal, her plush ass jiggling as she pressed closer, their cheeks bumping and sliding, the oil making every motion a wet, sensual dance.
"Gods, this feels... weirdly good," Lia muttered, her voice breathy, her pussy throbbing harder as she ground against him.
The grind was messy—slippery, off-rhythm, utterly amateur.
Their slick cheeks slid past each other, Sophia’s tight, pale ass bumping against Lia’s plush, freckled curves, the glossy oil squelching faintly between them as they struggled to align.
Lor’s cock twitched violently, trapped between two glistening asses that refused to cooperate, the lavender and vanilla oils making every movement slick but chaotic.
"Wait, wait—ugh—you’re going forward when I go back," Sophia hissed, adjusting her posture, her petite frame rigid with concentration, her blue eyes narrowed, her small breasts heaving under her pale pink cotton bra, her pussy throbbing faintly under her panties as she tried to find a rhythm.
"I am going back!" Lia shot back, her voice breathy, her green eyes rolling slightly as she wiggled her hips, her generous chest bouncing in her dark green lace bra, her plush thighs trembling, her pussy tingling with reluctant arousal. "You’re doing these tiny little butt spasms like you’re trying to clench that hole of yours."