Turning Asses into Vases by born2rebellis,born2rebellis

I couldn’t help myself and removed my phone and took a picture for my wank bank later on, to which they both consented.

I think Mrs. Anderson would have appreciated one for her downstairs spa room to match the other erotic prints on the walls.

They looked so perfect with their mature bubble butts in the doggy style position; each time they slightly moved, three beautiful skin folds appeared on each side of their hips, something you wouldn’t see in the skin of younger women I’d been with before.

I removed their thongs so they were halfway down their thighs and began licking their pussies, alternating between the two, with my nose being so close to the flowers in their asses the smell was delightful. A mixture of fresh flowers, perfume, pussy, and ass! I was in heaven! It surely was a sensory overload, I couldn’t wait to fuck them both!

I had my souvenir photo and removed the flowers and placed Mrs. Anderson down on her back on the bed with Vanessa in the missionary position on top of her. Vanessa then positioned herself into doggy style whilst on top of Mrs. Anderson, this allowed perfect access to both of their vaginas, and which each thrust, I began to exit and enter the other, driving them both insane.

I wanted the moment to last forever and remembered seeing the steel cock ring in the wooden box and removed it and placed it over my thick shaft then pulled it down to the base, thus making my cock even harder and allowing me to fuck the mature bitches even longer and pleasing them both.

My dick was soaked in both of their pussy juices to the point there was foam covering the base and my public region.

I told them both to maneuver themselves on all fours and turn around so they were facing me. As I stood at the end of the bed, I reached down and placed both of the burlesque masks on their faces and took the anal hooks, and inserted them so the chains were running across their backs and up over their heads. I then attached the leather bracelets to my wrists as they both began sucking my cock and licking my balls.

I applied pressure and tugged the hooks and it made me feel so powerful, these mature bitches were in complete control and responding to my every tug through their most sensitive and private areas–their assholes! Which I had complete control over. They moaned, sucked, and licked harder with each tug.

It had begun raining outside so there was zero guilt about us spending the entire day inside fucking, it was as if nature had intended it and the moment was perfect.

I could feel myself about to cum as they held their mouths open like those plastic carnival clowns you see at the circus awaiting ping pong balls or baby birds awaiting food from their mother, instead they received my hard dick.

In one mouth and into the other, their eyes looking familiar to the plastic carnival clowns and rolling in the back of their heads through their sexy bandit-styled burlesque masks.

I pulled out of their mouths’ for the last time and tilted their heads back and sprayed them hard, all over their mature turkey skin necks and double D breasts.

At first thick white cum followed by much lighter, clearer cum, in what seemed like an eternity. The orgasm ripped through my entire body and made my feet tingle.

I was so hard and horny that even after ejaculating, my erection never went down and they continued to lick the cum off my cock and clean me like the pair of sex kittens they were, I grimaced as it almost became too much.

I needed a break for a moment and was exhausted from the powerful orgasm as were ‘the girls’ as I called them, much to their delight being the mature women they were, they thought I was ever so sweet.

The three of us laid down in the spooning position with their anal hooks still in place so I could tug them at will and I began to hold Vanessa with Mrs. Anderson behind me kissing my neck and scratching my back until we all started to doze off with the sound of the rain hitting the roof and beating against the window.

There was not a shred of jealousy in the air; only love, as I was theirs to share and we were all each other’s to share.

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