Group sex covers 2015 to December 2024: 90+ scenes, about 15% of Tushy, with 23 in 2018 the fullest year. Nearly every one is also a threesome (91 shared scenes), and FFM scenes carry it about five times as often as the average. Greg Lansky directed 42.
Agatha runs her tongue up Eve's spine. Slow. Like she has all night. Like the heist clock isn't ticking somewhere in the dark. Eve's back arches, tits pressed flat to the sheets, and Agatha grins against warm skin. She keeps going until her mouth finds the swell of Eve's ass and she sinks her teeth in. Just a nip. Enough to make Eve twitch. Eve twists, pulls Agatha up by the hair. Their mouths meet in the middle, wet and open. Agatha tastes her own lip gloss on Eve's tongue. Then Eve's pushing down, sliding her body along Agatha's until they're nose to cunt and the room flips. Agatha gets Eve's thighs on either side of her head and Eve's mouth right where she wants it. Sixty-nine, no wasted motion. Agatha spreads Eve open with both thumbs. Tongue flat, dragging slow from clit to asshole and back again. Eve moans around the dick in her mouth. Big tits mashed against Agatha's stomach. Every time Eve bobs down she takes it deeper, throat working, spit sliding down the shaft to pool at the base. Agatha keeps licking. Keeps circling that tight little ring until it softens under her tongue. She pushes in. Eve's thighs shake. Eve pulls off for air, strings of spit still connecting her lips to the head. She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, then sinks right back down. Agatha feels the heat of it, the tight wet pull, and answers by pressing two fingers where her tongue just was. Slow push. Eve's hips rock back to meet her. Ass to mouth, no hesitation. Agatha pulls her fingers free and brings them to Eve's lips. Eve sucks them clean without being told. They stay like that. Mouths full. Hands greedy. Sweat cooling on skin. Every sound wet and close and loud in the quiet room. Agatha curls her tongue just right and Eve comes first, thighs clamping around her head, moan vibrating straight through the cock in her throat. Agatha keeps licking through it. Doesn't stop until Eve drags her up by the hair again and kisses her, tasting herself on Agatha's mouth like she paid for the privilege.
Agatha runs her tongue up Eve's spine. Slow. Like she has all night. Like the heist clock isn't ticking somewhere in the dark. Eve's back arches, tits pressed flat to the sheets, and Agatha grins against warm skin. She keeps going until her mouth finds the swell of Eve's ass and she sinks her teeth in. Just a nip. Enough to make Eve twitch. Eve twists, pulls Agatha up by the hair. Their mouths meet in the middle, wet and open. Agatha tastes her own lip gloss on Eve's tongue. Then Eve's pushing down, sliding her body along Agatha's until they're nose to cunt and the room flips. Agatha gets Eve's thighs on either side of her head and Eve's mouth right where she wants it. Sixty-nine, no wasted motion. Agatha spreads Eve open with both thumbs. Tongue flat, dragging slow from clit to asshole and back again. Eve moans around the dick in her mouth. Big tits mashed against Agatha's stomach. Every time Eve bobs down she takes it deeper, throat working, spit sliding down the shaft to pool at the base. Agatha keeps licking. Keeps circling that tight little ring until it softens under her tongue. She pushes in. Eve's thighs shake. Eve pulls off for air, strings of spit still connecting her lips to the head. She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, then sinks right back down. Agatha feels the heat of it, the tight wet pull, and answers by pressing two fingers where her tongue just was. Slow push. Eve's hips rock back to meet her. Ass to mouth, no hesitation. Agatha pulls her fingers free and brings them to Eve's lips. Eve sucks them clean without being told. They stay like that. Mouths full. Hands greedy. Sweat cooling on skin. Every sound wet and close and loud in the quiet room. Agatha curls her tongue just right and Eve comes first, thighs clamping around her head, moan vibrating straight through the cock in her throat. Agatha keeps licking through it. Doesn't stop until Eve drags her up by the hair again and kisses her, tasting herself on Agatha's mouth like she paid for the privilege.
