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More of the sexual marathon of Drake and his anniversary, bottomless booty buffet at Pizza Thot. Bringing in more of the favorites for more anal action on this one. Always fun to write for Milk, Cash and Honey, and personally surprised I haven't done more with them. Milk and Honey especially, given the pun's right there...

“You ready for it, big man?” Honey cooed as she leaned over the bed towards her guest.

“I’m ready,” Drake assured her with a bemused chuckle.

“You better be. Cuz I’m gonna give it to ya good, hon.”

The clowngirl with her dark skin, pale face paint and puffy, pink hair bent over, squashing her boobs together to puff out her dark cleavage. She held out a miniature pizza the size of his hand and stuck it into his mouth, letting him catch it with a firm bite. Honey grinned and giggled as she stood back upright.

“Well I’ll letcha rest up and get some bullets back in your gun, hon. The guy who marathon through here always seem to load up on these bad boys for somethin’ light.”

Honey picked up the tray she’d brought with her to deliver his food and drink. She winked a made-up eye at him as she strode towards the door, letting him watch her big bouncy ass go as a little extra motivation.

“I’ll get your next girl comin’,” she chimed as she shut the door behind her.

Drake was left to eat in a moment of quiet satisfaction. He had a towel over his lap to keep any sauce or crumbs away from his junk or the bedding he’d be using shortly. He really was making the most of his anniversary special, and he was determined to get the most mileage he could from the bottomless booty buffet he’d signed up for. He was licking some sauce off his fingers when there was another knock at the door.

“Come on in,” he called out as he finished swallowing.

Milkbar entered wearing a bright pink sling bikini. The sleepy-eyed brunette smiled at him warmly as she shut the door, leaving him alone with the plus-sized beauty. She had some of the biggest boobs Drake had ever seen, and the famously milky breasts pushed and stretched the fabric of her sexy swimsuit. The straps couldn’t even fully cover her dark areolas as Milk jiggled her way over to him with a skip in her step.

“Good to see you again! Hope the other girls haven’t been too rough with you so far.”

Milk bent down enough to squeeze Drake into a hug. With him sitting and her bent like that, she knew the perfect angle to bury him into her cleavage. Her pillowy boobs made Drake sigh as he hugged her back, nuzzling deeper into the big brown tits. He squeezed around her plump stomach and with her body angled like it was, it all but forced him to squeeze her ass in his effort to get around her body. Milk let her hands run over his shoulders before tracing down his arm, rubbing the back of one hand like she was proud of him for doing so.

“I knew you’d be interested,” she giggled in his ear.

Milk straightened up and turned around, showing him the back of the outfit as well. Her wide, thick booty swallowed up the already thin garment between her cheeks, drawing his gaze in with it.

“Very interested,” Drake sighed as he helped himself to two huge handfuls of that booty.

They were so satisfyingly juicy with just enough softness for him to have something to sink his fingers into. Drake gave it a few bouncing gropes before he pulled on her hips, drawing her back to sit on his lap. The firm pressure woke up his hardon to pulse against the pinning buns. She rubbed her barely covered butt over him, nestling the bulge beneath his towel between her cheeks.

“Well? Are you just gonna tease me all day?” Milk flirted over her shoulder.

Drake immediately accepted her challenge. He slid the towel off from under her when her hips wavered far enough to one side. His erection sprang into action, slapping against her cushy ass cheek. He quickly set it in place along her crack, sliding back down as he caught the shoulder straps of her swimsuit. He pulled them down and away from her mountainous breasts and drew the already pencil-thin garment down her body. Milk lifted her hips readily to comply with his eager stripping, peeling the last of it away from her pussy and letting it drop down around her ankles. Her naked butt fell back on top of him with her considerable weight trapping his more than willing cock beneath it.

Drake thrust up to meet her, pumping her booty full of his cock. Milk let out a soft but deep hum as she rested on top of him. She clenched her bowls in a tight little squeeze around his dick, relishing him being fully sheathed inside her. The tight warmth of her ass hugged his shaft before she loosened up to start rising and falling around him. Her big but tight ass tugged on his cock on her way up before smoothly pushing back down to swallow him again. Despite her chubby build, Milk bounced her booty with a rapid pace that would have been a real workout for most girls. She kept smashing her ass on his lap until her cheeks were clapping against him and she was arching her back to get him as deep up her asshole as possible.

“Mmmmm~! Atta boy! Gimme more of THAT!” she encouraged him.

She smacked a palm on one big brown bun, making it wobble especially rapidly. Drake swung his own hand to slap the opposite cheek to match, getting them each jiggling in their own unique pattern for a moment. They both rubbed on either side of his erection, making Drake groan and lean back on his palms to brace himself for her intense ride.

“Mmf! Just like that… ohhh, right there, handsome!” Milk gasped as she seemed to really start getting into it.

Drake barely noticed the movement in front of her (besides her bouncing and clapping breasts anyway). The door popped open as Cash came stepping in. She was topless and only wearing some black panties and leggings, with a micro bikini top slung over her shoulder.

“Hey, I’m gonna chill in here until it’s my turn, ‘kay?” she said before she’d fully entered.

Cash froze up and stared at the mid-thrust Milkbar. The normally chill slacker watched as her chubby coworker bounced on Drake’s dick, her breasts flapping up and clapping back down against her stomach. Their eyes met and Milk’s gawking face cracked into a broad smile. Drake knew the two to be very familiar with each other and entirely fine with whatever they had to do at work. Cash just looked turned on to see her sweaty girl friend jiggling and grinding with ecstasy.

“Oh yes! Oh fuck! MmmmMOO~!”

Milk trembled and hugged her arms around her chest as she clenched tighter than ever around Drake. Her big body jiggled on top of him as he felt her cum down down her thighs and his legs, and her rapid shivering jerked him off quickly enough that he joined her in the orgasm. Drake gave one last thrust, pushing what little more he could inside her as he jizzed inside her. His hot seed warmed up her bowels, lubing her up for a few more short but deep humps. Milk eased herself to a stop, sitting in his lap as she tried to cool down. Cash approached the two of them, tossing aside the bikini top that would have covered the blue-haired girl’s pierced and tattooed breasts.

“Hey there, stud. I decided to come back for seconds,” Cash greeted.

She leaned over Milk’s shoulder and planted a kiss firmly on Drake’s lips. She withdrew just enough to tip the winded Milk’s chin up towards her.

“Hey yourself, babe,” she purred before drawing Milk into an even deeper kiss.

Their mouths remained locked together for several seconds, letting their tongues slide out and roll together to give Drake a good view of their makeout session. Milk just shut her eyes and ran along with it, but he could feel her hips tense excitedly from the goth girl’s kiss.

Cash broke off and licked some shared saliva from her lips.

“So? Where we at?” she asked casually.

“Oh, the usual. Drake’s just gotta have his ass,” Milk sighed as she wiggled herself off him.

His erection stayed strong and upright, slick with cum and awaiting more attention like it was their spoiled guest. Cash smirked and bent over, taking a long lick of Drake’s dick. She didn’t even flinch at the taste of cum and Milk’s asshole like she was very familiar with it. She even raised an interested eyebrow.

“Mm. Still warm too,” Cash sighed with a wry smile.

She climbed into the bed with a hungry look in her eyes. It was obvious she’d been turned on from seeing Milk in action as she planted a knee on the bed and balanced on the other, sticking her pale booty back into Drake’s lap. Her ass bumped against one side of his erection, bouncing it playfully back and forth. Milk caught her eye and picked up on her flirty motion, sitting up to join her. She bent over at the other side, going ass to ass with Cash with Drake’s cock caught in the middle of them. He groaned and leaned back, giving the girls full access to it as their mismatched butts smashed together on his dick.

“You’re such a good sharer,” Cash laughed as they kept twerking and grinding his hardon between all four of their cheeks.

With a last mash and grind, Cash finally pulled back and moved to fully rest herself on the bed. She laid down leaning on her elbows, shifting her weight onto her knees so she was braced on all fours. She raised her ass invitingly, giving it a little shake like a lure.

“Alright. Come and get it, dude,” she offered as she palmed one ass cheek, drawing it away from her center to fully expose her asshole.

Drake slid in right behind her, rubbing his cummy cock over her anus. The leftovers of his and Milk’s juices quickly lubed up her hole, and Cash moaned as she was teased from behind. Milk slid into place in front of her, stroking the goth’s deeply dyed hair.

“There’s a good girl,” she praised, getting a heavy blush to cross Cash’s pale cheeks.

Cash’s meekness vanished as Drake thrust into her ass, making her gasp as he buried his cock inside her. It wasn’t as big or deep as the bigger Milk’s bowels, but that gave it a tightness that kept him pumping into her. He ran his hands over her hips and back before pulling on her hair, pushing himself balls deep into her. He could feel the heat radiating off her pussy against his groin.

“Oh shit! Fuckin’... mmmrmr!”

Milk’s hand joined Drake’s in the middle of Cash’s hair. When Drake was done thrusting into her, Milk pulled her back towards herself. She moved up to her knees so Cash’s face was pulled into her pussy, trapping the slim goth in between the two of their genitals. Cash was left moaning and grunting between her mouthful of pussy and ass full of cock. Having Milk on the other end of her made Drake’s thrusts end with a satisfying abruptness when her face hit the bulky server, making her thick body jiggle on impact.

Milk leaned over her coworker and took Drake by the back of his neck. She drew him into a kiss while they shared Cash’s whimpering body, and feeling him cum up her ass made the goth tense up. She squealed sharply, just to sputter when Milk gushed another quick orgasm into her face. Cash gasped and gawked, rolling out her tongue as her eyes rolled back. She caught all the cum she could from both of her lovers as her skinny body trembled, squirting onto the bedsheets beneath her as her ass gobbled up Drake’s seed.

“Hey, hons? Did anybody see my phone in here… ooh!”

Honey walked in on the orgasming trio, her painted face snapping into a shocked expression. The curvy clown looked across the scene in front of her. She bit one of her pouty lips as she shut the door behind her.

“Oh damn. Are we having a party in here, hon? Cuz I got next, okay?”

Cash raised her head to catch her breath. She licked Milk’s cum from her lips and glanced up at the others.

“...hell yea, we got room for one more.”

With some quick rearranging, the three of them had Honey stripped down and were fucking the clowngirl silly. Drake sat on the edge of the bed with her on his lap, bouncing her big brown booty on his dick until they clapped around his boner. Milk and Cash were on either side of her, each taking one of her big balloon tits in their mouths. They sucked and nibbled on her nipples while their hands met in between her thighs. Their fingers rubbed over each other inside Honey’s pussy, both fingering her together to trap her clit between them. Honey was a soaking wet mess, her pussy drooling over Drake’s balls. Her eyes and mouth were stuck wide open, her thick lips all that kept her tongue from rolling out of her mouth. Her drool still trickled over her flopping tits, barely kept leashed into place by Cash and Milk’s hungry mouths.

“OH! OHHH, HON~!” Honey babbled out in a clumsily horny mouthful.

Drake let his hands roam across all three of the ladies, feeling up any amount of ass or tits he could reach. It created a chaotic babble of moans all around him, and he was lost in the arousing mayhem. Honey’s huge butt kept plapping back against his lap as his wandering fingers ran up her drool-slick tits, cupping her chin. He traced a finger against her full lips, drawing some drool from her as his thumb happened to brush against the round black nose stuck over her real one.

“Ahhh~!” Honey squealed out in a fresh burst of arousal.

“W-watch… the nose…” she mewled, squirming enough that her big booty sloshed around across Drake’s laugh.

He couldn’t help himself. He pinched his fingers around her nose, twice rapidly. Each one got a cartoonish honk from the clownish accessory, and it clearly triggered something in Honey. She stiffened right up, straightening her back and thrusting out her tits into Milk and Cash’s face. She howled in pleasure as she shot a squirting orgasm through the girls’ fingers and off the edge of the bed. Her body shook like she was having a sexual seizure. Like a living onahole, she bounced and vibrated on Drake’s cock until he emptied his balls inside her, coating her insides with his semen. He grunted and squeezed around her middle, steadying himself and also keeping her from simply falling off the bed.

“WHEW! Wow, hon… gotta watch it with the nose. Time that out right and I just get squirtin’ like a seltzer bottle,” the breathless clowngirl sighed.

Cash grunted and sat back up, stretching out her back. “How about that, big guy? You got into a foursome that ended with a clown cumming her brains out. That hedonistic enough for your anniversary?”

Drake sighed as Honey slid (more like melted) off his dick. He took a deep swig from his water waiting on the nearby dresser and took a moment to gauge his stamina.

“Nah. I’m good for more,” he decided with a smile.

“That’s my guy!” Cash laughed as she stood back up. “We’ll keep ‘em comin’ until Boss regrets that goofy promotion.”