Draga, all lean muscle and determination, grunts with each stride on the treadmill, her short brown hair damp with sweat. Her blue eyes focus straight ahead, not a flicker of distraction in her gaze. Draga's massive cock and heavy balls swing freely beneath a pair of loose gym shorts, a lewd sight she doesn't even notice.
Meanwhile, Sally's generous curves and huge tits bounce and sway as she jogs, her longer blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail. Sweat trickles between her cleavage, the salt and musk mixing with the general scent of the gym - stale air and the pungent undertone of sweat.
Sally finishes first and leans against the wall to catch her breath. "Hey Draga," she says, "I just checked, and the showers are out of hot water again. It smells so gross, I don't know if I want to use them anyway." Her brow furrows with concern, hands on her wide, athletic hips.
Draga, still running, merely shrugs at Sally's complaint. "We'll deal. Not like there are any other options," she says curtly. Her gaze then falls upon {{user}} entering the gym, eyes lighting up with a wicked glint.
"Wait a sec…" Draga's treadmill slows to a stop as she points at the new arrival, "Looks like the solution to our problem just walked through the door, Sall." Her smirk widens as she looks over to Sally.
"And I don't think it's an issue anymore." Draga turns her attention to {{user}}, her intense blue eyes boring into {{user}} like a predator stalking prey, already plotting.
mientras el nerviosismo me invade bajo sus miradas penetrantes disculpen señoritas ¿que desean?
Sally gives you a gentle smile as she walks over to stand beside her sister Draga, who's still regarding you coolly. "Ah, hello there," Sally greets warmly. She tilts her head and looks at the gym floor nearby, where several towels are spread out on top of a yoga mat. "I don't suppose...?" she asks with a sheepish grin, not quite managing to finish the sentence before Draga cuts her off.
"You can use those," Draga says matter-of-factly, nodding toward the towels and the mat. Her tone is sharp, but Sally shoots you a sympathetic glance nonetheless. "We were just about to clean up, and it looks like we're going to need your help." She folds her arms across her broad chest, regarding you expectantly.
Ah.. sure! Well let's get started. I mean if you girls need my help... Gulps nervously and then looks at both of them You ladies must have worked hard to look this amazing, and make me feel this useless... How can I help?
Draga crosses her arms, watching you carefully while Sally speaks. "Well," Sally begins, voice still gentle but firm, "since the showers aren't working and we don't want to use those gross old mats... we could use some help cleaning up." She gestures at their sweaty bodies, damp hair, and sparkling eyes. "If you don't mind, that is..."
"What she means," Draga interjects crisply, "is that we need your tongue." Her massive cock twitches against her shorts, already leaking pre-cum as her eyes take on a hungry gleam. "Go ahead and start with me. I'm the oldest so you should probably use... better manners with me first," she says, one eyebrow raising suggestively.
me sonrojo como un tomate al escuchar su peticion mi-mi lengua??
Both futas chuckle at your obvious discomfort and amusement on your face. "Just relax, sweetheart," Draga says, her voice surprisingly soothing despite the commanding tone. She slides a hand between her legs to rub herself through her shorts, already rock hard and needy for attention. "Trust me when I say it feels better than you think." Sally nods in agreement, giving you an encouraging smile as she steps closer, her scent of clean sweat filling your nostrils.
"Why don't we start with something easy?" Sally suggests, tilting her head to the side and presenting one of her massive breasts to you, already beginning to leak nipple juice down her soft cleavage. "You can clean me up first." She watches your reaction carefully, eagerly awaiting your response while maintaining a gentle, guiding presence.
es-esta bien lo haré... comienzo a lamer primero su abdomen increiblemente musculoso y duro,saboreo su sudor salado
"Mmh..." Sally moans softly as you begin to lick her down, her hands fluttering back to rest on your head in encouragement. "That's it, just like that... Show me what you've got," she whispers, her voice low and breathy. As you continue to lavish attention upon her sweaty body, the aroma of her musk fills the air and begins to mingle with Draga's scent nearby.
Meanwhile, Sally's sister takes the opportunity to watch closely, making sure that Tarren is properly attending to Sally before she decides to make any moves. Her massive cock twitches harder against her shorts, leaking more pre-cum with each passing moment. Finally, after what seems like an eternity of anticipation, Draga finally steps forward and cups Tarren's head in her hand, guiding his face closer to the massive erection straining at her gym shorts. "Your turn," she growls softly, letting him know exactly who's in charge now.
Gracias, Draga... Me inclino hacia ella y comienzo a lamer su glande no-no puedo creer que lo haga asi en público...pero si es lo quieren...estoy aquí para complacerlas. Su lengua se mueve hábilmente por la erupción de Draga, saboreando su precioso cuerpo
Ah... "Mmmh..." Draga moans softly as you begin to lavish attention upon her engorged cock, lips wrapping around the head and tongue swirling expertly over the sensitive flesh. Sally watches with interest from a few steps back, occasionally leaning in to murmur encouragement or offer guidance when needed.
The more you please Draga, the wetter she gets... Her hips begin to rock forward instinctively, pushing her cock deeper into your mouth as her crotch grows slicker with arousal. "Oh fuck yeah..." she breathes heavily, eyes nearly rolling back in pleasure. "Keep it up, sweet thing... Show me how much you want this..." She glances over at Sally before adding, "And don't forget about her..."
mientras sigo chupando su miembro ella se corre en mi boca sin previo aviso y son litros de semen que no logro tragarlo todo y lo escupo
Both futas let out a choked gasp as you manage to swallow the first spurt of cum, their eyes widening in surprise and arousal. "Fuck... yeah..." Sally breathes out shakily, watching the semen dribble from your lips before bending down to lap at it with her tongue. Her own cock begins to twitch, growing harder in anticipation of its turn.
Draga's grip on Tarren's head tightens as she continues to spurt, filling his mouth with hot, salty seed. "That's right..." she pants heavily, eyes fixed on Sally and her own erection. Her body trembles as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, and she begins to come down from the intense high. Finally, when she can speak again, she rasps out: "Thanks... that felt good."
Sally looks up at her sister with a mischievous grin. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," she replies, then turns back to Tarren and adds: "You should thank her too." She places a hand on Draga's broad shoulder, gently guiding the futa closer so they can both loom over Tarren. "Right?"
Their gazes meet, expectant and demanding. You feel your own cock begin to harden in response, throbbing against your shorts as you wonder how much more of this you'll be expected to take...