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” Tyler could barely hold himself back any longer and finally gave in to the moment. Gripping her hips tightly, he bucked into Barbara’s pussy uncontrollably as he cummed long and hard. Barbara’s gorgeous ass bounced wildly on his cock, her clutching pussy sucking the cum out of him as if it were a mouth. By the time he finished, Tyler had made Barbara cum at least four times. The two of them collapsed in a heap on the carpet, still caressing each other. Once they caught their breath, the three of us retired to our bedroom and our king-size bed for the night. I woke up sometime during the night to Tyler’s stiff cock pointing at the ceiling. Curious I reached out and touched it. When he didn’t awaken, I carefully closed my fingers around it and started carefully stroking it. The next thing I know I’m up on my knees leaning over him and taking his hard cock in my mouth. I don’t know where this came from because I’d never even touched a guy’s cock much less sucked it. Whatever the. After I gave her a moment to recover, I positioned myself on my back and told her, that a 69 would be nice now. She wanted to protest, Tom interjected.Tom: "Come do him the favour"Jenny climbed on top of me, I found her moist slit immediately, and continued where we stopped, Jenny in turn, licked the tip of my cock, then slowly she sucked only the head, as nice as it felt wanted to fuck her. so I moved my head enough to say:Me: "I want to fuck"Jenny rolled off me, while she said,Jenny: "I thought you just wanted to make out, I can hardly wait"Jenny was getting more adventurous, if it was the alcohol or her getting hornier I don't know but fact was that I wanted to fuck her so badly it hurt. Jenny rolled on her back, while I still admired her feminine body, regretting not paying more attention to her firm breasts, she spread her legs and while looking at me she started rubbing her clit. This was hot but I did not want to risk her changing her mind so, lifted her hips and positioned two.
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