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  • They both leaned across me and stated to kiss. I could see their tongues lashing about. Then Peter tuned to me and forced his tongue into my mouth while Paul kissed on my neck. Then they traded and I was now kissing Paul. The both moved to where the both were kissing me and I them. It was awesome to have three tongues fighting for attention. But then they started moving down my neck to my arm pits which the gave a thorough tongue bath. As the were doing this the lifted my tank top off and threw it across the room. Their hand were pulling my shorts down. They started sucking on my nipples which were also getting hard now. I started pulling their tank tops off too. I was toys playing and tweaking their nipples as they were moaning their approval. I reached over for the bottle and tool another swig of the bourbon which I accidentally (on purpose) spilled on Peter's shorts and said I guess I need to get those off and wash them. They laughed and said it was okay. But Paul told Peter to stand and take them off anyway. As he stood we bot pulled them down. Paul was the first to take Peter's erect cock deep in his mouth, almost to the base without gagging. It was so hot those bother doing brother and the fact as to how skilled Paul was. I couldn't help myself and reality started licking Peter's balls. Paul's saliva was dripping into my mouth with a slight taste japanese of bourbon. I suggested we move out to the hot tub and that I had fetish a shelf with towels already out there. I took each by the hand and led them out to the patio as Paul dropped his shorts along the way. We stepped in and I started sucking Paul while Peter did the same to me. I was starting to get close and stopped Peter and said not yet. Paul turned around and I started to lick his tight hole as Peter spread his cheeks for me. Then we both started taking turns on his hole. We kept trading off until we all had our holes eaten well. Peter was the first to stick a finger into Paul's ass. Then he took my finger and pushed it in with his. Then he stood and said it was his turn. So we did the same to him until the stared fingering me. I could not take much more so I grabbed Peter by his ponytail and spun him around and pressed my 8.5 inch cock to his hole and Paul pushed him back onto it st it went in hard and fast. Peter told me to fuck him harder. So group sex I started ramming him long and deep enjoying the warmth and tightness of his ass. Then I noticed that Paul was now under Peter and had Peter inside his ass. “So, not to be unromantic, but I do need some practice here.” And I reached down to press my hand against his crotch, I could feel his girth burgeoning at my touch and it made me feel deliciously sissy as my clitty started to stiffen a little. This is the second in a series of stories. Ms. Lanes’ breasts were a lot bigger than they had looked when they weren’t being confined beneath a shirt. When I could feel her loosen up and she started to move, and she was taking a little more each time then I felt her hymen and she stopped, baby said just lift up slowly then drop down on it it’s better to go fast and get it over with. I mean, Titus wouldn’t just join you if you didn’t give him something in return, right? Then I would tell him that I... and Bobbie... are very happy. “Because I… like plants? My nipples were hard and erect, dragging on my clothes, there was a tingle between my legs that I had only ever noticed once before when I had watched two of my furry friends mating in the forest. The man screamed as it pulled him out of the car, its hand large enough to crush his skull like a grape. “Hold yourself there,” and I felt her nails as she pulled toys herself in and looked-up waiting. He moved reality his body forward, his penis pushing fetish between my mother’s thighs. Veronika giggled as she group sex replied, grasping his length and sliding forward so that Klaus’ length, guided by her hand was burrowed in the warmth of her cheeks. She let out a whimper, her voice so throaty. Walking on japanese cloud nine. Protocol amongst the Hunters is that once the initial captor has claimed the honor of violating his prize, the other faction leaders may have turns with her. "I wouldn't like that at all." Like a halo that a saint would wear. I pulled her so her pussy was right over my mouth and started licking her damp lips. Miriam, I love you.” She could see them kneeling, their tits presented prettily, and fantasize about kissing them or licking them. "My dad is too busy shooting the shit and betting on the races to notice you're here."
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