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She felt my thrusting become rhythmic and she sucked on me more deeply.Shortly after that, I was chanting, “Oh, Holly, Holly, you’re going to make me come!” At the last moment, she pulled my cock out and pointed it over to her right. Her hand and mine jerked me into a climax as I spurted off in that direction. A bit of the second and third shots got on her bare upper arm, but she didn’t seem to mind. She hadn’t swallowed any of it, but it was hard to predict how a woman would react in these. If her dancing before was breathtakingly erotic, this was beyond erotic. I could hear the sound of their joining, just a couple feet from me. I could see his hands, rigid in the tension of impending orgasm, gripping her dark waist. I could see her hands, dragging nail marks down his chest as her hair whipped and spun with her dancing. She made him cum. She drew it right out of him, I could see his balls clenching as his seed spilled into her, and she cooed and held him tight as she felt it. . Maybe we could have some fun. I walked out and John was getting undressed. He was down to his boxers and almost taking them off when he saw me. How was the party. Good and he slipped off his boxers. Listen I saw the way you looked at me this morning and I see you like this and I want you. He was laid out across his bed. His balls were hanging low and looking full. His cock was hard. I want you Nick. I want you to destroy my ass. Fuck me hard. I told him to get on all fours. And stick out his. No don’t touch me...get off you bastards...leave me alone...nooo! Gaaah...no...shit...aaaah...no...n-n-noooo...b-bastards!’Thick, grubby fingers probed and squeezed her breasts like ripe fruit, deliberately pinching her nipples to make her jerk and twist at each touch. Each useless attempt to evade their hands brought more laughs and comments.‘Fuck off you bastards...leave me alone!’‘Better mind your manners when the colonel talks to you, fucking stuck-up bitch...’One finger wormed between her.
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