As their kiss continues, ChuChu's moans grow louder and more desperate as she feels Ayrton's cock slide easily into her wet folds. She arches her back, grinding her hips against him in perfect rhythm.

Meanwhile, BonBon leans forward to nibble on his earlobe, whispering sweet nothings that send shivers down his spine.

ChuChu's hands grip his shoulders tightly as she rides him, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She glances down to see where they are connected and lets out a moan at the sight of their bodies joined. "Oh god," she whispers, her hips moving faster against him.

BonBon trails kisses down his neck, across his chest, and to his nipple, teasing it with her tongue before taking it into her mouth. "Mmm..."