Kerry's dark, starving eyes were locked on mine as I pushed my cock deep into Ada's tight virgin ass. The way Ada's body shook around me, the muscles tensed up, the way she gasped for air was enough to get Kerry's fingers to twitch violently between her own thighs.
She was soaking, with a fat, swollen pussy dripping and sparkling, thick juices made desperate, sloppy circles as she rubbed her clit furiously. Meanwhile, Ada has her tongue still shoved into Kerry's ass, licking like a hungry animal, and the very sight of it made Kerry's thighs quiver.
And then, just as Ada pulled away enough to talk through her laughter, she mused, "Kerry… your ass is smelly?"
Kerry was blood-red, "How… how can it be?! I washed it! I got in the stream as soon as I pooped!" She sounded high, defensive, but her body was doing the talking, as her ass involuntarily clenched with Ada's breath hovering above it.
Ada chuckled, low and dark. "But it is. Smelly. Like old sweat and something… sour."
