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His underwear had been removed and the girl was slowly masturbating him. She knelt down on her knees and without warning slipped his hard cock into her mouth. She sucked it quite ferociously only for a minute or so until she stopped. Without warning she turned on Lene which now had removed all her underwear and was rubbing her own clit. Lene stopped for a while allowing the girl to take in her sight. Both of them were smiling. Lene got a bit further back on the bed and got on her back, it was clear what she wanted. The girl got onto the bed herself, placed herself on top of Lene altogether and rubbed her body with her. They kissed while the girl was massaging her tits. Stig was still standing in his spot enjoying the sight. The girl slid her hand down Lene and found that she was soaked. She took her hand up again and got up standing on her knees above Lene. She moved her face to her pussy and invited Lene for a taste. Lene put her hands on her ass cheeks and just looked at her pussy. Begrudgingly, I did as I was told and walked over to the low, flat coffe table and laid down on it. Austin got to his knees behind me and spread my legs apart. I braced myself. His cock was large, comperable to Nathan's. I felt a tight, dull pain around my asshole as he plunged in his tip. I shuddered and shook the table. He continued to push deeper and I continued to grit my teeth. I felt his balls against my thighs and winced, knowing he was fully inside of me. I took a deep breath and he began to fuck me, starting out slowly. With each thrust, the pain slowly went away and I began to enjoy it. We started up a rhythm, and Nathan moved to the front of the coffee table and put his dick in my mouth. He began to fuck my mouth like he had earlier, pushing my nose into his pubes while Austin continued to pound my ass. The coffee table rocked back and forth as they both thrust into me. I was convinced this had to be a dream. We all moaned loudly, Austin's cock sliding in and out of me was.
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