Laura and Chris continue their house warming party by exploring several other rooms in the new house with the other members of the Tramp Stamp Club.
When Roland, the home's former owner, drops by to show Laura that he is not just a beautifully tanned Brazilian, but he has the tools to take their steamy sessions to a new level. Along with the help of his workers, they partake in the lovely Laura and use her body for their own enjoyment.
Don't feel too bad for Chris, though, as he will be the center of the girl's attention before it is all over.
Warning: 18+ ONLY This title contains erotic situations, graphic language, gang bang, oral, bisexual, threesomes,
foursomes, light bondage, anal, lesbian, dildo, stripper poles.
As a true “Tramp Stamp” member, she eagerly took it into her mouth. Prissy, Karen, and I climbed to the porch from the hot tub deck and sat across from them in opposing lounges. We watched as Roger’s **** hardened and he pulled it from her mouth. Roger really preferred ******* ***** more than anything, so he climbed between her legs. I looked over at Prissy and Karen, and saw their heads nodding their approval.
The three of us moved in unison as we assumed various locations over Belinda’s body. Prissy and Karen would take breasts, and I would take her *****. It wasn’t a matter of preference, rather of where we ended up as we moved over her. Each of us kneeling over her, we moved pillows under our knee’s to protect us from concrete scrapes. I forced my head underneath Roger and pushed my tongue to lick her ***** and his **** at the same time. Each time he moved in or out my tongue swarmed his ****. I licked her lips, noticeably drawn tight around his ****, keeping the area wet with my saliva and giving both an added sensation while they fucked. Prissy and Karen both had their hands on her **** and were massaging her just above Roger’s **** going in and out of her.
To take her further, I slid one finger into her ****which was soaking from her **** juice mixed with Roger’s pre-*** and my saliva. The addition caused her to scream, and I was instantly not sure if I was causing her pain. As my mind went back to my own “Tramp Stamp” training, I thought no way. This *** has been ****** before, of that I was sure. I continued licking their joined **** and ***** and gently thrust my finger into her ass until it was apparent that Belinda was going to come. She moaned loudly as her orgasm overtook her. I tasted Roger’s familiar *** as it dripped from her ***** onto my lips.