The dropping and lifting had made Erin cry out, particularly as the buttpounding resumed with all his weight dropping him onto the fat dick. Erina was red-faced as the two males fucked, both hands grasping her massive prick and jerking herself off in rhythm with the mating before her. Erin tightened and stretched as the buttfuck continued, his squeezing no longer able to stop the herm from the buttpounding but rather only able to try and wring the cum from the sack pounding his haunches. His held hands grasped tightly around Rod's hand, the effeminate touch highlated as the buttslut's chest began to lactate and those green eyes looked back as Erin tried his best to kiss the dominant male, a sweet tasting tongue trying to practically provoke the bull into cumming deep and pounding him hard.