It was really a pink tank top that clung to her body and some athletic shorts. Right away I could tell that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her nipples we...e poking through her top and my dick began to rise. “Can I join you?” Sarah asked. I quickly accepted the offer and she sat down on the other couch. “What would you like to watch?” I asked“Ooh The lightning thief is on!” she repliedI didn’t mind that movie so we began to watch it. “Where’s my sister?” I questioned“She’s sleeping” She said. “You. She popped the trunk and he stowed the two cases. He got back to the car andshe was drinking something from a flask. She gave him a drink. It tasted likedog piss and he sputtered. Ashley laughed at the grotesque face he made. Sheteased him and he finished the damned flask on a dare. The taste never improved.That's all he remembered. Where was Ashley now? Where was he now? Wherever he was, he was naked. Where were his clothes? Hetried to remember what had happened, but he couldn't separate. Dahlia whimpered in delight as the ravenousstud leaned forward, inhaling her rich feminine scent and strokedout his tongue, sawing it up and down the velvety wetness of hersweet furrow. He strummed the erect, quivering knob of herclitoris lewdly with the tip of his tongue, and Dahlia gave alittle shriek of ecstasy, beginning to undulate her lips againsthis face, her big wet boobs flapping up and down as she writhed inglee. Brutus’ big hands clung tightly to the full ripe cheeks ofher. It looked as if it were orchestrated as Matt pulled away as he kissed Jane, leaving room for Katie’s hands to replace his on her breasts. He lifted up, taking his lips from Jane as Katie bent down and sucked a nipple, keeping Jane’s entranced mind from wondering how he had two mouths. Their movements weren’t preplanned or choreographed, but they worked together well, actually grinning at each other as they traded positions. Their maneuvering ended when Jane began moving down Matt’s body,.
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