Michael stripped off his pants in one fluid motion, his erection springing free, thick and pulsing. The women gasped, their eyes locking onto him. Cari reached out first, her small, nimble fingers wrapping around his shaft, pumping him with a rhythmic intensity that nearly made him buckle. "God, I missed this, " Cari moaned, her head tilting back as Michael leaned over her, capturing her lips in a bruising kiss. While he devoured Cari, he felt Emily’s hands roaming his back, her nails digging into his skin. She shifted, sliding her hand down to find his balls, squeezing them firmly. Rachel, meanwhile, had moved to Cari, her lips finding the gymnast's neck, her tongue swirling over the sensitive skin. The room became a blur of friction and wet sounds. Michael shifted, pinning Cari beneath him and sliding his tongue down her stomach, tasting the salt and sweetness of her skin. He moved lower, his face burying into the damp heat of her crotch. He flicked his tongue against her clit, sending her into a violent shudder. Cari screamed, her legs locking around his head, her petite frame shaking with the force of an immediate, crashing orgasm. As Cari came, Michael surged upward, grabbing the other girl, Emily and pulling her onto her back. He didn't give her time to breathe. He ripped the lace of her corset aside, exposing her heavy, pale breasts with dark, erect nipples. He latched onto one, sucking hard, his teeth grazing the tip, while his hand slid between her leather-clad thighs, finding her drenched. "Please, Michael... now, " Emily whimpered, her hips bucking. Michael erupted semen from his hard dick, filling Emily up with his seed, and spraying it in her and Cari’s tits.