Xander Harris would hardly have known how to deal with two women battling for his affection. But this new hulk of a man, knew perfectly how to master ...he situation.Former Willow Rosenberg - now the sensational, pink haired slut HoneyCunt - sat before him with her endless legs crossed. From half closed eyes she stared up at the hulk and played with her impossibly shaped tits. She very well knew they made his cock rise.She wore a skintight black vinyl long-sleeved top.It had a plunging neckline. He was a fucking natural; his untrained tongue lapped up my love juices and he sucked on my labia as his fingers stroked and caressed the inside of my thighs and the crack of my arse. After a minute or so I bent over to greedily eat Fletchers fat prick. We moaned and groaned in unison as his cock fit perfectly into my mouth and Jonny’s tongue fit perfectly into my sopping cunt. “Yeh….yeh…yeh…yeh!” Fletcher kept gasping as he twirled my around his fingers as my mouth created a vacuum. Danny began to lose it as well, finger diddling the nub of her clit. Liz's feet were now flat on the bed and she was thrusting her hips upward, losing control. "MMMMMMPH! MMMMMMPH!" Liz came, raising her ass high off the bed. She was no longer giving him head, but she was sucking like an industrial vacuum on his cock as it sat in her mouth. He lost it, too. His dick spasmed inside her mouth, and a long stream of hot cum fired onto the back of her throat.She had difficulty swallowing his cum. When they were off I told her to put her shoes back on as I like to see the effect they have on a woman's legs and ass. I then instructed her to put her hands behind her head, forcing her breasts to stand at full attention. Her nipples gave away her arousal. I guessed Prissy to be about 42, in excellent shape for her age, no fat and her breasts still had some resilience, but not too surprising judging by the shape she kept herself in. Not a bit of fat on her thighs and a nice tight ass to boot..