He bent us over. As he explored the inner depths of one hole with his tongue, he worked his fingers in the other. Every time he went back and forth between us, his prick jumped, excited to enter us, use us as his personal fuck sleeve. I was the first to take him. He pushed in once and pulled completely out. Bastian took him in his hand and guided the massive cock back inside. He then parted my ass cheeks allowing the senator to dive deeper in my fuckchute. We switched positions and as Bastian was getting the long dicking of his life, he sucked my cock to distract himself from the fact that his hole will most likely never fully close again. He worked our asses and mouths for hours. I was gagging on his length when he announced he was close. The senator took hold of Bastian’s meaty ass and pounded him until he started to spasm and pump his nut deep into the greedy hole that happily ate it up. He kept pumping his cock in and out, working his cum into a thick froth, icing Bastian’s shaved tan pucker with his cream. My face was a few inches from his cock as he pulled his deflating member out of Bastian’s well-bred hole. I took him in my hand and directed it into my mouth, cleaning him off. I licked him from tip to base, sucking the last drop off cum as it appeared from his piss slit and tasting the salty sweetness of Bastian’s juicy hole. I closed my eyes and allowed the mixture of flavors to mingle across my tongue.