Peter haphazardly sets up a camera and Spittle gets to work, true to their name, slobbering on his rod, leaving strings dripping. He pulls their legs out and up over their head, throwing them over his shoulders, and lifting them up as he stands. His strong arms wrap around their back, as he thrusts and they bounce on his dick, then transitioning to a slow grind, before tumbling forward onto the bed again. Spittle pushes him out when they cum and he pushes it back in, before flipping over and allowing Spittle to worship his cock with their mouth before hopping on again. Spittle exclaims as it slides in, obviously feeling pain from how deep he had been earlier. They start with a slow grind before working themselves up to a steady rhythm, their cunt gripping every inch of his cock. Spittle leans back, his cock hitting right up on their g spot, and Peter moans in pleasure throwing his head back. When he is close to cumming, he flips them back over, using their cunt to work himself up and pulling out to explode all over their body, which they eagerly rub into their skin.