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When we reached hotel and got into the room, I lifted her in my arms and took her right away to the bed and started kissing her lips, it was a violent...kiss trust me. She was biting at my lips too. My tongue was exploring her mouth and hers mine. Soon I took off her top and started biting and sucking on nipples and boobs pressed them really hard and kept sucking. She was moaning so badly at this time and here she asked me to take my clothes off. I was just in my boxers now. My hard dick was. She was saying ufffff aaaah and as I love to speak dirty while sex, I kept Talking to her so! Asked her if your husband fucks you like this and she said no! If she will sleep with me for an entire life? She said yes! I said, will you Be my bitch from now? She said yes! After a while, I was feeling extreme pleasure when held her hand around by back and lifted herself while I was still fucking herIt was the best moment then and I couldn’t hold longer and took off and dick and cummed on her. A clean shaven pussy;not a virgin one though.The pussy was well lubricated and was shining in the dim sunlight. I started to kiss her inner thigh gently and she let out a moan aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I was licking all the juices over her inner thighs and my hands touching her legs. The smell of her pussy was driving me crazy and there she was lying on the bed begging me to lick it and turn her leakages into floods. I slowly moved my head between her legs and she was already moaning in. Finally we reached his floor and he let me exit first. I could feel his eyes on my body even more acutely now, and though it made me slightly nervous, each zing of the electric energy between us became hotter.He unlocked the door to his apartment and we walked in.“Sorry,” he murmured, speaking for the first time since we left the restaurant. “It’s a bit messy.”It wasn’t at all, actually, but I figured he was a neat freak. It wouldn’t surprise me.He switched on each light while we made our way.
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The other women either finger-fucked her or licked the cum from her holes. Connie stood beside me the entire time and gauged my reactions. “I want y...u to fuck her last” Connie said, as she leaned over and into my ear, “Right after Big Rod has his fuck. He is the finally…. But I want you to experience her stretched-out whore pussy last.”The stage thinned out as everyone slowly moved off and got more champagne or water. Rod then lifted my cum covered wife by her hair, slapped her breasts to. Jasmine glanced at her, then back at the road. Extending her arm over the little laptop in the center console, she felt around for her lover’s hand. Then threaded her fingers through hers. A green road sign boasted the next town was one mile away. No way they’re not waiting for us there. The air conditioning blasted cold even as the open desert air stole it from the windows. Randy let go of her hand and from the corner of her eye, she saw her start pulling her clothes on. Jasmine was still. More

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