The pink tongues of the girls lapped up and down all eleven inches of Patrick's cock. They licked his balls. They plunged their hands between their legs and started finger-fucking themselves as they licked and kissed Patrick's mammoth fucker.

"Suck on it," Patrick said, thrusting his loins. "Give it a hand – job and suck on it at the same time. Work the skin up and down while you suck the head."

He took his cock away from the girls and beat it back and forth across their flushed faces, listening to them moan and groan and gibber. The cock-hungry girls grabbed his cock back and Wendy went down on his prick-head. Her lips nearly split and her jaw nearly dislocated as she swallowed his cock-knob and two inches of his cock-shaft. She was incapable of swallowing any more cock without choking.

"Suck that big thing!" Patrick groaned. "Jerk it! Play with my balls. Rub my belly."

As Wendy sucked Patrick's prick-knob and worked the foreskin up and down his cock-shaft, Cynthia squeezed his balls and caressed his abdominal muscles. As they pleasured the boy, the girls squeezed their legs together and shimmied their pussylips between their thighs. The fuck juices ran down their legs like warm oil.

Greta's mouth watered for what Wendy was tasting. Saliva ran from the corners of her mouth and dripped on Morgan's desk. Spit ran down her neck and trickled over her voluptuous, voluminous tits. Her pussy itched and burned with such lust that she started to see blurry.

Oh, Patrick! Greta thought. Oh, my darling stud son! Oh Patrick, I want, you! Greta plunged her fingers in her cunt. Pussy-cream dripped from her hand.