It’s been a while since you’ve seen your wife, Cherry Torn, in pleasure. She’s uninterested, finds you unattractive, and is tired of your scratchy beard on her beautiful pussy. Because of this, it’s been a long, long time since Cherry has felt the warm, wet pressure of a tongue pressed against her clit. Mona Wales is now in your living room, kissing Cherry and caressing her voluptuous tits. She can’t stand you, but Cherry assures her that you’re just there to watch and aren’t worthy of touching, sucking, or fucking either of their smoking hot bodies. As Mona drags her tongue along Cherry’s cunt, your wife begins to moan in pleasure and laugh at how inadequate you are. Mona pauses in between lapping up Cherry’s pussy juice to say how sweet it tastes, “not a trace of man.” She looks you right in the eye and tells you that she’s going to steal your wife from you and then dives in to eat more of Cherry’s dripping cunt. Then, Mona stops to tell you to hold your breath because your heavy….