Delicia moaned out loudly, a sound of pure, unadulterated pleasure that was almost, but not quite, drowned out by the party's noise.
Karina and Zerina joined in. One sat on his right arm, the other on his left. His fingers were inside their pussy, stirring their insides while they used their mouths and hands to lick his chest, his man nipples, and everywhere.
While this happened, Anastasia and Melissa shoved their voluptuous breasts on his face, suffocating his mouth and nose with their heavenly softness.
Below the balcony, the talks of the men seemed to have come to its own happy ending as well.
"I'll tell you what the prize is," Marcus slurred, pointing the hand that was holding onto the glass towards the sky.
"It's the whole damn set. A man could die a happy death sandwiched between Miss Anastasia's and Miss Melissa's perfect tits while Dame Delicia rides his cock with Dame Zerina and Karina by his side. That's the dream, my brothers."
