Morgan tugged on my arm with, "Foxy check your phone - I'm guessing we need to get ready for Camella."
I groggily grabbed my phone to see texts from Camella that she landed and had connected with Barbs. Within seconds she sent me a pic of her kissing Barb's cheek - I laughed out loud and showed Morgan.
I quickly texted Camella our room number along with a picture in return of Morgan and I shirtless, bed hair everywhere while blowing her a kiss.
As Morgan and I turned on the music, brushed our teeth and proceeded into the shower, we sat there smiling staring at each other knowing our floating in love space was soon to end. I'm 100% sure we both were equally excited about our third puzzle piece joining, but wanted to lick the cookie batter bowl clean before it went away.
As he kissed my neck, he comfortably began to soap my body, cock and balls. Morgan gazed up at me and began to soap his way towards my battered, sore asshole. His foot pushed against the inside of my foot to widen my stance and then gently lathered up my ass and began to delicately clean in and around my hole. My hole had never been sore before, though was not nearly as painful as I would have expected, considering the size of Morgan and the bull-riding adventure I had enjoyed. Thankfully I knew with Camella coming into town my exhausted little asshole was going to receive some R&R.
Just as I leaned over to kiss Morgan while firmly grabbing onto his butt cheeks to pull him close to me, I heard the door banging. Without even grabbing a towel and flew out into the room to open the door for Camella.
Camella screamed as if winning the lottery seeing me drenched naked at the door. She immediately flung her large luggage into the room and as usual, proceeded to jump into my arms. Her tiny sundress flew up as her legs constricted around my wet body.
Without a second of consideration, I shuffled us directly to the shower to reunite our band of 3. Morgan did his best at matching Camella's scream upon seeing her wrapped around my body as I proceed toward the shower.
He opened the door and I decided to crane Camella into the shower, fully clothed, with both Morgan and I. As the water quickly painted her hair and dress wet, it also outlined her legitimately perfect body. Her large breasts were soon popping out of her dress as her shoulder straps fell down with the water.
Camella let her head fall back as Morgan and I kissed each side of her neck, while she remained in my arms. Her voice immediately shifted into a lower gear with, "My god you guys did I miss you."
As Morgan pulled her face towards his to insert his tongue into her mouth, I began peeling off her slicked down clothes off her perfect body.
Camella released herself off of my body to immediately be picked up by Morgan. Her two lovers were passing her back and forth, which also caught my attention by seeing how passionate Morgan began kissing her. One arm held her, while the other held the back of her head as they intensely kissed.
I soaped their bodies as they traded kisses and tongues, and gravitated to their sex spots to feel Morgan now rock hard with Camella slippery wet. I grabbed his wet cock, traced it around her opening to eventually inserting it up and inside of her hairless, tiny wet hole. She immediately gasped and flung her head back, which asked for my attention. I kissed her neck, ears and then lips while she slowly went up and down on Morgan's monsterous cock.
Somehow Camella's hand reached down and found my wet cock. She hungrily pulled my cock towards her wet asshole to ask for us both to fill her up. My hand joined her hand to rub by cock up and down her ass crack, but whispered to her, "it ain't going to happen here in the shower baby - I've seen this movie before and it doesn't end well."
Camella turned to me with her hypnotic eyes with, "Boys, I need you both inside of me - let's move this love making into the bed."
I reach over, casually shut the water off, Camella dropped off and out of Morgan's cock and without even thinking of drying off, we danced over to the bed.
The music was playing some amazing Cuban funk in the bedroom, as if to taunt us into even further sexifying the mood.
What's also amazing was that Camella was back to our lead orchestrator by directing Morgan to lay flat on the bed, which implied for me to fill her asshole. Just watching those two perfect, wet bodies find their way into each other will forever be etched into my brain.
Both had such naturally perfect bodies - not too thin, not overly defined - but both brought these abnormally large attributes that just didn't typically come packaged with their size and weight.
Morgan's massive cock shined as Camella flung herself over his body to downward dog on top. As she tilted and twisted to find his way inside, she quickly sunk down his pole with a loud exhale. I let them find their groove for a minute or two as I stood next to the bed, still wet, watching them while stroking myself in pure delight.
After a few minutes of her gliding up and down on his cock, she turned to me to silently notify me to proceed.
I glided up behind her, spit into my fingers to lube up her slippery, hairless asshole. As I added more and more spit, I also couldn't resist feeling Morgan's wet cock as it slid in and out of her gripping pussy.
I found myself on my knees as I scooted between Morgan's legs and close to her to position my cock's head into her wet asshole.
"Oh god here we go", was all she could growl.
As my cock slid further into her wildly tight ass, Camella's growl turned into subtle, intense moans. I could legitimately see her body was in a state of sexual shock.
