As Jude got into position behind Gina, ready to jab her with his spear she looked over her shoulder at him and said in her thick Italian accent, “Do you have a condom?”
“The only unprotected cock I can have in me is my Master.”
He held onto himself as he pulled away from the bed looking alittle dejected. He’d wanted to feel his bare meat inside her but he understood nonetheless.
I retook the spot I’d just relinquished and continued to fuck my beauty bareback while Jude fumbled around for a rubber.
Finally locating one he hastily rolled it onto his hardon as quickly as he could. He squirted some lube on and stroked his dik, ready to top.
In the time it took Jude to prepare I’d flipped Gina onto her back, lifting her shapely legs up and spreading them wide apart as I plowed away.
Jude eagerly switched with me and pushed in where his Master had just been.
Her gaping man-pussy was dripping and ready for his new meat, freshly sheathed in latex.
He fucked her as deep as he could, her muscular legs wrapped around his strong shoulders.
He leaned in to kiss her and to muffle her cries.
My colt started to pound my filly with more intensity, forcing them to abandon the tenderness of their kiss for more animalistic rutting.
Gina squeezed her eyes shut and clamped down her interior muscles around Jude’s cock, causing him to scream out, “Yeah bitch, yeah!”
She threw her head back to moan; when she opened her eyes my hardon was hovering over face.
Without hesitation she reached for me and devoured my meat, tasting herself with every inch, still wet from being inside her.
She greedily sucked and deep throated my shaft while Jude did his best to dig as deep as I had been inside her.
I knew that Gina was in heaven, playing with her pink nipples, teasing and tweaking them as they became engorged with passion, her man-pussy full of some new, hot young dik while being face-fucked by her Masters’ seasoned meat.