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She was so turned on she had no need fucking the girl to induce an orgasm, all she needed was to think about unloading and her body did the rest, filling Vicky for the fifth time.“Rosa ... You are amazing...” Vicky whispered in a broken voice. “Use me, use me all you want, I am nothing but your fuck-toy.”Rosa felt her fifth orgasm fading into a sixth and a seventh, the world around her reduced to nothing more than a never-ending orgasmic chain as her cock pushed more and more of its white lava into Vicky.After what felt like an eternity of blissful ecstasy, Rosa collapsed atop Vicky’s cum filled body. She felt drained as her body fell into a deep slumber. But before she blacked out, she barely noticed it was only her energy that was drained. Her balls were still full, and somewhere in the far reaches of her consciousness she thought she felt another faint orgasm filling Vicky’s womb.Rosa woke up naturally. While she did have work, her boss knew she might be late after her sex shows.. He then moved from my neck to my nipples, licking and sucking on them.Oh yeah Brandon, mmmm that feels so good. His hand kept moving up and down my thigh as he sucked on my chest. Down to my knee and back up to my hip. I had my hand on the back of his head enjoying what his mouth was doing. I felt his hand move back up to my hip, and then I felt a tug on my panties. He looked at me with a grin.Let’s take these off, he said.Ok, I replied. I felt better that he was taking control.Brandon grabbed my hands and helped me to my feet.Turn around and slide your panties off for me.I did as he said. I turned away from him and reached under my skirt and pulled my panties off.Mmmm yeah, he moaned.Brandon then came up behind me and felt my ass. As he did he started kissing my neck.Trust me Taylor, I’m going to take care of you. Now, get on your knees and lean over the bed. I dropped to my knees and bent over the bed like he asked. My heart was racing. I looked behind me to see Brandon taking his.
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