Melvin and Bridget swept the clothes off of the pizza delivery girl which was pretty easy since she wasn't wearing any underwear, her pierced nipples gleaming in the lamp light, and then Bridget and the pizza girl took turns sweeping Melvin's clothes off. Shirts and shoes flew through the air in a hail. Bridget's hands pushed Melvin onto the couch, his cock flapping, and then her lips hovered above his erection for a moment, kissing the pulsing head of his cock before devouring his shaft with a swift gliding movement of her mouth.
"Ohhhh," Melvin sighed, watching Bridget take him with her sweet mouth, her red lips wrapped around him, one hand stroking the root of his cock, the other cupping his balls and tickling. Bridget bent over the arm of the couch as she blew him, and Melvin saw the pizza girl's head work its way between Bridget's thighs, her spiky purple hair poking up from behind Bridget's ass cheeks, and then listened to the wet slurping sounds as the pizza girl began to eat her pussy.
Bridget moaned lustily, the low humming vibration from her throat only making her blow job better as it rumbled against Melvin's cock, Bridget's tongue flickering in her mouth, sliding along his shaft. Melvin's head felt swimmy, and he couldn't imagine why he hadn't thought to go up and Briswell and Briswell and hire this woman as his lawyer. Her hands on approach was to be commended.
Melvin had never imagined that he'd ever be in an actual threesome, and he definitely didn't think he'd ever get to be blown by a highly successful female attorney while a purple-haired pizza girl ate her out. It was like living in a porno! Melvin wasn't sure how to proceed. How to have sex with these two women and satisfy them both without paying more attention to one or the other? Obviously, Bridget had one up on the pizza girl as Melvin actually knew her name, and Bridget had been here first. Then again, the pizza girl had a nice punk attitude that Melvin found quite becoming and also nipple piercings. He wondered what her tits would taste like in his mouth. This was not a thought that would have crossed his mind the day before. He was a changed man.