"Uhhhhhh... Lucy, how do feel?" Colin asked as he slowly approached the former tomboy.
Lucy giggled and bounced up to him, quishing her B-cups into his pecs.
"I'm like, feeling sooooo good... and you look especially yummy by the way." the ex-tomboy giggled while holding Colin's elongated man hose.
"Okay... I need to go sit down and clear my head." Sam said as she walked out.
"R-Right behind you." Christina stammered.
"Mmmmmmm.. more for me." Lucy purred as she jammed her lover's dong in her mouth.
Colin groaned in pain as the still burly bimbo pinned him to the floor. She pulled up and down, up and down, building up the heat in his meat as he moaned helplessly.
"Uhhhhhh... L-Lucy....please.... water....." Colin pleaded.
It was no use: Lucy was in a mindless cocksucking thrall. Colin moaned and writhed and groaned until his jumo junk blasted cum so hard it splashed out of Lucy's lips and down her shirt.
"Mmmmmmmm.... tasty." Lucy moaned as she kneaded her breasts.
Colin gave a few heavy breathes before sighing in the afterglow.