I looked down at Luna's ass, now even more gaping than before somehow. Wow, she looked… hot, strange enough, couldn't lie. The sight was obscene and strangely beautiful. But my cock was still hard, throbbing with need, and Luna was spent, her body limp and sated.
My gaze shifted to Carrie, who had been quietly recording us. I crooked a finger at her, beckoning her over.
"Get on top," I ordered, my voice rough with lust. I lay back on the bed, my cock standing tall and proud, ready for more. Carrie straddled me, her eyes never leaving mine as she lowered herself down onto my shaft. She reached behind her, guiding my cock to her asshole, and slowly began to sink down onto it.
"Fuck," I groaned, feeling the tightness of her ass enveloping me. "You're so fucking tight, Carrie. So fucking dirty."
