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Paul walked to my bedside table, he was waddling slightly, I felt slightly sorry for him, but more for myself, I hadn’t got off yet! He took a wodge of tissue out of the box, then undid his jeans. I heard the zip, and when he pulled his boxers away from his belly, I instantly smelt that spicy cummy ammonia aroma that I loved, damn. He dabbed ineffectively as I watched from the bed, until finally I got up off the bed and told him to let me clean him up. He stumbled over with the tissue box in one hand and proffered it to me, I took a handful and caught hold of his jeans fly. He allowed me to pull him over as I sat on the edge of my bed, and then opened his jeans fully and realised I’d not do much good as his boxers were completely slimed at the front. I caught his jeans and pulled them down, he tried to stop me, but I waved his hands away angrily. He then allowed me to pull his boxers down to his ankles. His cock had shrunken in his shame of suffering premature ejaculation, but most of his spunk had been collected by his underwear. Now free his cock had a little white dribble, and not thinking I leant in and pulled his foreskin back, followed by drawing his cock into my mouth. I idly sucked away for a few moments, I was used to cock in my mouth, loved the feeling. Ade had me sucking on his all the time, and then I felt Pauls legs stiffen, as did his cock, and he was back erect, he obviously had a good recovery time. Deciding that as I was already giving him a blow job, I might as well carry on, and let my head rise and fall over his cock, each downward stroke I licked at his balls, just as Ade had taught me. Above me, Paul began groaning a little too much, so I stopped, and then got back on the bed, laid down again and spread my legs, before using my slightly cummy fingers on my cunt. A voice from above asked if it was alright to wank now? I laughed, and said yes, and then he asked if he might actually fuck me as I had sucked his cock, to which I said no, but laughed. I had no doubt Trevor was enjoying himself outside watching, and that gave me my next orgasm, whoosh just like that, I then wet myself again, but went onto another stronger orgasm, one that caused me to let go completely and groan loudly.
I then opened my eyes, looked up, and saw Paul had his cock in his hand, he was pumping it slowly, and staring right at my busy hands. He leant in closer and said, “I can actually smell your pussy!” I countered with “Mmmm you have a nice cock; I love the way your foreskin rolls up and down as you wank.” On hearing this, Paul then stuck his hips out so that his cock wavered above my belly. He braced his knees on the side of the bed and for a moment I thought that he might fall onto me in his excitement. Seeking to see if he was ready, I pulled back my outer labia with my fingers, and let my legs rise back towards my chest. I knew he would have a great view of my gaping inner lips as he pulled on his cock. These the lips that ‘Ade’, my Boyfriend, loved to wank his cum all over, God I hope he never finds out about what I am doing today.
I looked up at Paul's face, his eyes were wide, staring, and he seemed mesmerised by the sight of my innermost cunt hole self-exposed to him as he jerked himself off. “Please, please can I cum on you, please say yes!” I nodded, “where can I cum?” he blurted, I smiled as I gushed again, this time a large orgasm, I was nearing my peak orgasm. “Where would you like to cum?” I raggedly answered, my breathing very heavy now. There was a silence for a moment, all I could hear was his hard breathing, and mine, so I opened my eyes again. Paul was pumping his shaft really hard now, his face screwed up ready for his orgasm, I span around slowly, making sure he moved back, then that he was standing between my open thighs. I lifted my legs again, spread my cunt as wide as I could and told him to cover me with his cum! Paul started jerking so hard, I thought he would pull his cock off! His cock jumped, he looked almost in pain as I rubbed furiously at my cunt again, found myself cumming as his cum fountained from the end of his rod, spattering down onto my pussy, my thighs, my belly and some because I was folded in half, landed on my fat tits. I came again, and again, and then I reached my peak and spurted all over his legs. Afterwards when I finished, Paul told me that he had watched fascinated as his jelly like cum had run off my pussy and onto the bed, washed down there by my juices. He also told me he could only wish for a woman like me to have sex with constantly, he was very sweet. However, we hadn’t finished yet, as against all the rules that I had set for this encounter, I now desired some cock, and in my mouth right now, so I sat on the edge of the bed and greedily cleaned his cock by sucking on it like a lolly.
Here I have to admit something, I’m a lot of a liar, I have always played the innocent when talking to people about my sex life, claiming that Ade was, apart one instance with his best friend Mike, the only cock I had in me until I was 44, that is actually completely untrue. Even here on Hamster, I never admit what a cock whore I was.
My first taste of cock and cum though, was with the lad in the garage, after that I’d felt a few cocks and been fingered quite a bit, as well has having guys fumble with my tits, all in about six months. One guy had managed to get my tits right out, oh I wasn’t complaining, and then he’d sat on my hips with his cock out of his jeans and jerked off over my tits. If he’d asked, I would have sucked him off, but he never thought of asking, probably worried he scare me off. Other than that, up until Adrian, I had wanked about three guys off whilst they kissed me, and in a shelter in the public gardens, I had gone down on a guy’s cock as he sat, he had been married and 40! I’d sucked him off as he sat there, I’d initiated sex and he had cum very quickly. Afterwards he had been scared that I would tell everyone, but I actually suggested we meet again, and he fuck me, admitting my age and that I was a virgin. We made a date, but he never turned up sadly, guess I was just a masturbatory fantasy for him after that. It was true though that I wasn’t letting any old guy take my virginity just like that, but I was more than a little interested in fucking. The guys I was going with, just hadn’t the sexual skill to make me excited, and I wasn’t aware as I have said previously, that girls could cum, but I would fucked, if they’d made me feel right. Their loss, I think! There were by now a few rumours flying about the town that I was a right slut! Handling a few cocks will do that for you, but some of these rumours also said that I was easy to fuck, which just wasn’t true. Adrian changed all that nevertheless, he’d had lots of sex and was five years older than me. He knew exactly how to play me like a violin, and once I’d lost that tightness in my vagina and had my clitoris played by an expert, I couldn’t stop thinking about cock. I looked at guys differently now, wondering what their penis would look like? Long, short? Wide, narrow? Colour? Oh yes, I was interested in interracial, not that there was much in the way of black in the town that I lived in, in fact to my knowledge, there was only one black guy. Each time I saw him, I’d imagine his cock hanging, getting stiff, and cumming in me, this made me very damp and I’d end up masturbating later. It took me another 30 years to find out that black was exactly the same as white, some came lots, and some not so much, but I could make any colour cum if I wanted. I’m not bothered by length, that’s a man thing, I just like COCK! I had a bit of a problem though, I really liked Adrian and had no intention of losing him, so I thought I would just not be able to let any other cock in me.
That changed when Adrian took me and his best friend Mike out for dinner one evening. It was good evening, Adrian is very funny, and kept us entertained, but I was half pissed after just an hour into the evening, but I did nonetheless notice Mike looking at me in a funny way? After we left the Restaurant, Ade suggested we go back to his house, I’d thought that was what we were going do anyway. In my mind, we would have coffee at Ades, and then Mike would leave, and after that? Ade would fuck me senseless, use my body for his pleasure, and hopefully I’d cum massively, not much to ask, I think?
On getting back to his home, Ade told me to make coffee. I staggered into the kitchen and when I came back from switching on the kettle, I found I was actually having difficulty walking straight. I was wearing 7” platforms, they were all the rage in the 70’s, but I did seem more pissed than normal. Adrian and Mike had stripped off their shirts, it was summertime, so there was nothing unusual about this, both of them I noticed were sporting erections. I’d seen Mikes cock a few times when we went to the beach and we’d then changed back out of our swimming costumes. He’d also caught me naked once here at Adrian’s, when he, mike that is, had arrived just after Ade had given me good seeing to in the lounge. I had brazened it out though, walking to the bathroom as though I was fully clothed, I had been aware though, that Mikes eyes had followed my form until I left the room with my cunt dribbling with Ade’s semen.
So, I now stood tottering in front of them and said, “Coffee will be served shortly!” Adrian smiled and jokingly quipped “What about a dance whilst we wait? Or a strip?” And he and Mike laughed. By now I was feeling quite happy, the amount of wine I had drunk making me feel horny and without any shyness, so I dropped my silky top off my shoulders and showed the tops of my tits. I wasn’t wearing a bra, so my tits were jiggling about as I giggled, nipples poking at the material, and then I turned to flash my jean encased backside.
“Go on show us your tits!” Mike laughingly blurted out, so I turned and lifted my top, and then wobbling on my platform shoes, I laughed and shook my tits about for them, just like a stripper, except I had no nipple tassels.
“Strip to your panties!” Ade called out to me and I undid my jeans button, slid the zipper down, and then wriggled my tight jeans down to my calves. I was giggling so much that I slipped and fell forward, but Mike just about caught me and turned me on my heels so that I sat down heavily between them, Adrian on my right, Mike to my left. Ade caught my tit nearest to him, turned and kissed me deeply, his breath hot in my mouth and I felt another hand on my other tit, which could only be Mike copping a crafty feel. By then I couldn’t have cared less, the local rugby club could have turned up and rubbed my tits! I just sat back and let Ade and Mike rub and fondle my tits as I laid there between them. Ade was sucking on my tit, mike was tweaking the nipple of the other, pulling it out quite a way, but I was used to this. Ade dropped off the couch and managed to get my platforms off, and then my jeans speedily followed. I was left with just my white cotton panties and my hips right on the edge of the couch. Ade started stroking the front of my knickers, my pussy was already very wet, him pushing his hand on to the material made my panties wet with my juices. I had my eyes tight shut, this all felt exceedingly good and I forgot Mike was even there for a moment. I came back to life a little when Mike pulled my top over my head, and then lowered his head to suck at my tits, it felt lovely, so I went with the flow and moaned each time he pulled on one of my now very stiff nipples.
For ten minutes, nothing changed, Ade rubbing away at my mound, Mike sucking on my tit, and then Ade whispered, “Can we change places Mike?” They swapped, Ade began kissing, rubbing, squeezing both my tits, and Mike? He knelt between my outflung milky white thighs, started rubbing at my pubic mound. Drunk as I was, my inhibitions were gone and I was showing my genuine desires, although of course they didn’t know this, they thought I was too drunk to care. I had done myself so many times fantasizing of two, or more guys using me, and here I was with more than one cock! I had to play this to my advantage, I didn’t want Ade to know I was really up for a threesome, as I wanted to keep him, so it would be better to play along with being really drunk! Don’t get me wrong, I was very pissed, but not to the point of letting just any man or men have me regardless.
Mike deftly rubbed at my mound, he seemed to know his way around a cunt, his fingers playing over the hood of my clitoris, exciting me further. I purposely let out a loud groan, putting my hand on his hand, pretending to push it away, but not too hard, he rubbed even harder. I took my hand away, muttered, “No, no!” but did nothing more than groaning loudly again. I felt Mike move away a little, and for a moment I thought I had gone too far! So, I opened my eyelids slightly, he was undoing his jeans, so I moved my hips a little, humped them as if I was missing his attention, and then he was back. A sneaky look again, and I saw his large rigid cock in his hand as he rubbed at me with the other. Adrian was now kneeling on the couch by the side of me, and I started rubbing the front of his jeans, managed to get his cock out of the front of his jeans and started rubbing it very gently. The end of his cock was smothered in his excitement and I wished I could get my mouth over it.
Mike worked his fingers under the elastic of my knickers and let them range freely though my curling soft red pubes. He then pulled the gusset of my panties away and to one side of my cunt. I was very excited now, almost gasping, this was like one of my masturbatory fantasies, maybe even better. He fingered me, just one finger, it slid in and out easily, my gash was so wet now. His finger felt as though it was giving me little electric shocks and I humped my hips, this time I wasn’t faking, this was a natural reaction to his ministrations. I so needed cock in me, would I get it? Mike was still jerking his cock; would he shoot over my exposed pussy? Or would he dare to fuck me in front of Adrian? I felt his hips at my thighs, it was like they were burning my skin, and then, the tip of his cock touched my labia, pushed on and entered my runny twat, followed by his turgid shaft, each vein electrifying me further as it bumped through my pussy’s entrance. There was a dull feeling, not painful, as his bell end reached my cervix, and then slowly he began to breed me, each slow thrust starting with the end of his penis at the entrance of my slot, and then ending as it thumped into my cervix. I watched his shaft slipping in and out of me, impaling me with his stiff flesh, I looked up into his eyes, and smiled. Mike was looking down to his groin, his own regard solely focussed on his cock and my cunt, his thrusting rhythmic, and I heard Ade whisper, “You don’t mind?” I didn’t want to give the game away, so I just groaned, gave no answer, and Ade spoke again, “Mike I think you can get her onto the carpet.” Mike stopped stroking in and out of me, pulled out, and holding my hips, pulled me gently off the couch onto the flooring. He then carefully pulled me away from the couch until my head was a good way from Ade’s feet. I muttered obscurely, groaned a couple of times, but kept my eyes shut, Mike slipped two fingers into me, worked them to and fro for a few seconds, I humped my hips, and then he turned me gently, so that I lay along the floor opposite the couch. It was then that I realised their plan, and this was obviously a plan, Adrian, was going to watch as Mike fucked me good. With no preamble, Mike mounted me again, and began to ride me slowly, so I pulled my legs up and wrapped my arms around him. For good measure, I murmured, “Mmm Adriaaan!” And then I heard Mike say quietly, “She thinks its you?” Adrian’s voice drifted over me, softly telling Mike not to cum yet, as he wanted to share me with him, and that they could both use me for their pleasure until it was time to finally cum. Mike said, “She’s gorgeous mate, not sure how long I can stop myself?
I then opened my eyes, looked up, and saw Paul had his cock in his hand, he was pumping it slowly, and staring right at my busy hands. He leant in closer and said, “I can actually smell your pussy!” I countered with “Mmmm you have a nice cock; I love the way your foreskin rolls up and down as you wank.” On hearing this, Paul then stuck his hips out so that his cock wavered above my belly. He braced his knees on the side of the bed and for a moment I thought that he might fall onto me in his excitement. Seeking to see if he was ready, I pulled back my outer labia with my fingers, and let my legs rise back towards my chest. I knew he would have a great view of my gaping inner lips as he pulled on his cock. These the lips that ‘Ade’, my Boyfriend, loved to wank his cum all over, God I hope he never finds out about what I am doing today.
I looked up at Paul's face, his eyes were wide, staring, and he seemed mesmerised by the sight of my innermost cunt hole self-exposed to him as he jerked himself off. “Please, please can I cum on you, please say yes!” I nodded, “where can I cum?” he blurted, I smiled as I gushed again, this time a large orgasm, I was nearing my peak orgasm. “Where would you like to cum?” I raggedly answered, my breathing very heavy now. There was a silence for a moment, all I could hear was his hard breathing, and mine, so I opened my eyes again. Paul was pumping his shaft really hard now, his face screwed up ready for his orgasm, I span around slowly, making sure he moved back, then that he was standing between my open thighs. I lifted my legs again, spread my cunt as wide as I could and told him to cover me with his cum! Paul started jerking so hard, I thought he would pull his cock off! His cock jumped, he looked almost in pain as I rubbed furiously at my cunt again, found myself cumming as his cum fountained from the end of his rod, spattering down onto my pussy, my thighs, my belly and some because I was folded in half, landed on my fat tits. I came again, and again, and then I reached my peak and spurted all over his legs. Afterwards when I finished, Paul told me that he had watched fascinated as his jelly like cum had run off my pussy and onto the bed, washed down there by my juices. He also told me he could only wish for a woman like me to have sex with constantly, he was very sweet. However, we hadn’t finished yet, as against all the rules that I had set for this encounter, I now desired some cock, and in my mouth right now, so I sat on the edge of the bed and greedily cleaned his cock by sucking on it like a lolly.
Here I have to admit something, I’m a lot of a liar, I have always played the innocent when talking to people about my sex life, claiming that Ade was, apart one instance with his best friend Mike, the only cock I had in me until I was 44, that is actually completely untrue. Even here on Hamster, I never admit what a cock whore I was.
My first taste of cock and cum though, was with the lad in the garage, after that I’d felt a few cocks and been fingered quite a bit, as well has having guys fumble with my tits, all in about six months. One guy had managed to get my tits right out, oh I wasn’t complaining, and then he’d sat on my hips with his cock out of his jeans and jerked off over my tits. If he’d asked, I would have sucked him off, but he never thought of asking, probably worried he scare me off. Other than that, up until Adrian, I had wanked about three guys off whilst they kissed me, and in a shelter in the public gardens, I had gone down on a guy’s cock as he sat, he had been married and 40! I’d sucked him off as he sat there, I’d initiated sex and he had cum very quickly. Afterwards he had been scared that I would tell everyone, but I actually suggested we meet again, and he fuck me, admitting my age and that I was a virgin. We made a date, but he never turned up sadly, guess I was just a masturbatory fantasy for him after that. It was true though that I wasn’t letting any old guy take my virginity just like that, but I was more than a little interested in fucking. The guys I was going with, just hadn’t the sexual skill to make me excited, and I wasn’t aware as I have said previously, that girls could cum, but I would fucked, if they’d made me feel right. Their loss, I think! There were by now a few rumours flying about the town that I was a right slut! Handling a few cocks will do that for you, but some of these rumours also said that I was easy to fuck, which just wasn’t true. Adrian changed all that nevertheless, he’d had lots of sex and was five years older than me. He knew exactly how to play me like a violin, and once I’d lost that tightness in my vagina and had my clitoris played by an expert, I couldn’t stop thinking about cock. I looked at guys differently now, wondering what their penis would look like? Long, short? Wide, narrow? Colour? Oh yes, I was interested in interracial, not that there was much in the way of black in the town that I lived in, in fact to my knowledge, there was only one black guy. Each time I saw him, I’d imagine his cock hanging, getting stiff, and cumming in me, this made me very damp and I’d end up masturbating later. It took me another 30 years to find out that black was exactly the same as white, some came lots, and some not so much, but I could make any colour cum if I wanted. I’m not bothered by length, that’s a man thing, I just like COCK! I had a bit of a problem though, I really liked Adrian and had no intention of losing him, so I thought I would just not be able to let any other cock in me.
That changed when Adrian took me and his best friend Mike out for dinner one evening. It was good evening, Adrian is very funny, and kept us entertained, but I was half pissed after just an hour into the evening, but I did nonetheless notice Mike looking at me in a funny way? After we left the Restaurant, Ade suggested we go back to his house, I’d thought that was what we were going do anyway. In my mind, we would have coffee at Ades, and then Mike would leave, and after that? Ade would fuck me senseless, use my body for his pleasure, and hopefully I’d cum massively, not much to ask, I think?
On getting back to his home, Ade told me to make coffee. I staggered into the kitchen and when I came back from switching on the kettle, I found I was actually having difficulty walking straight. I was wearing 7” platforms, they were all the rage in the 70’s, but I did seem more pissed than normal. Adrian and Mike had stripped off their shirts, it was summertime, so there was nothing unusual about this, both of them I noticed were sporting erections. I’d seen Mikes cock a few times when we went to the beach and we’d then changed back out of our swimming costumes. He’d also caught me naked once here at Adrian’s, when he, mike that is, had arrived just after Ade had given me good seeing to in the lounge. I had brazened it out though, walking to the bathroom as though I was fully clothed, I had been aware though, that Mikes eyes had followed my form until I left the room with my cunt dribbling with Ade’s semen.
So, I now stood tottering in front of them and said, “Coffee will be served shortly!” Adrian smiled and jokingly quipped “What about a dance whilst we wait? Or a strip?” And he and Mike laughed. By now I was feeling quite happy, the amount of wine I had drunk making me feel horny and without any shyness, so I dropped my silky top off my shoulders and showed the tops of my tits. I wasn’t wearing a bra, so my tits were jiggling about as I giggled, nipples poking at the material, and then I turned to flash my jean encased backside.
“Go on show us your tits!” Mike laughingly blurted out, so I turned and lifted my top, and then wobbling on my platform shoes, I laughed and shook my tits about for them, just like a stripper, except I had no nipple tassels.
“Strip to your panties!” Ade called out to me and I undid my jeans button, slid the zipper down, and then wriggled my tight jeans down to my calves. I was giggling so much that I slipped and fell forward, but Mike just about caught me and turned me on my heels so that I sat down heavily between them, Adrian on my right, Mike to my left. Ade caught my tit nearest to him, turned and kissed me deeply, his breath hot in my mouth and I felt another hand on my other tit, which could only be Mike copping a crafty feel. By then I couldn’t have cared less, the local rugby club could have turned up and rubbed my tits! I just sat back and let Ade and Mike rub and fondle my tits as I laid there between them. Ade was sucking on my tit, mike was tweaking the nipple of the other, pulling it out quite a way, but I was used to this. Ade dropped off the couch and managed to get my platforms off, and then my jeans speedily followed. I was left with just my white cotton panties and my hips right on the edge of the couch. Ade started stroking the front of my knickers, my pussy was already very wet, him pushing his hand on to the material made my panties wet with my juices. I had my eyes tight shut, this all felt exceedingly good and I forgot Mike was even there for a moment. I came back to life a little when Mike pulled my top over my head, and then lowered his head to suck at my tits, it felt lovely, so I went with the flow and moaned each time he pulled on one of my now very stiff nipples.
For ten minutes, nothing changed, Ade rubbing away at my mound, Mike sucking on my tit, and then Ade whispered, “Can we change places Mike?” They swapped, Ade began kissing, rubbing, squeezing both my tits, and Mike? He knelt between my outflung milky white thighs, started rubbing at my pubic mound. Drunk as I was, my inhibitions were gone and I was showing my genuine desires, although of course they didn’t know this, they thought I was too drunk to care. I had done myself so many times fantasizing of two, or more guys using me, and here I was with more than one cock! I had to play this to my advantage, I didn’t want Ade to know I was really up for a threesome, as I wanted to keep him, so it would be better to play along with being really drunk! Don’t get me wrong, I was very pissed, but not to the point of letting just any man or men have me regardless.
Mike deftly rubbed at my mound, he seemed to know his way around a cunt, his fingers playing over the hood of my clitoris, exciting me further. I purposely let out a loud groan, putting my hand on his hand, pretending to push it away, but not too hard, he rubbed even harder. I took my hand away, muttered, “No, no!” but did nothing more than groaning loudly again. I felt Mike move away a little, and for a moment I thought I had gone too far! So, I opened my eyelids slightly, he was undoing his jeans, so I moved my hips a little, humped them as if I was missing his attention, and then he was back. A sneaky look again, and I saw his large rigid cock in his hand as he rubbed at me with the other. Adrian was now kneeling on the couch by the side of me, and I started rubbing the front of his jeans, managed to get his cock out of the front of his jeans and started rubbing it very gently. The end of his cock was smothered in his excitement and I wished I could get my mouth over it.
Mike worked his fingers under the elastic of my knickers and let them range freely though my curling soft red pubes. He then pulled the gusset of my panties away and to one side of my cunt. I was very excited now, almost gasping, this was like one of my masturbatory fantasies, maybe even better. He fingered me, just one finger, it slid in and out easily, my gash was so wet now. His finger felt as though it was giving me little electric shocks and I humped my hips, this time I wasn’t faking, this was a natural reaction to his ministrations. I so needed cock in me, would I get it? Mike was still jerking his cock; would he shoot over my exposed pussy? Or would he dare to fuck me in front of Adrian? I felt his hips at my thighs, it was like they were burning my skin, and then, the tip of his cock touched my labia, pushed on and entered my runny twat, followed by his turgid shaft, each vein electrifying me further as it bumped through my pussy’s entrance. There was a dull feeling, not painful, as his bell end reached my cervix, and then slowly he began to breed me, each slow thrust starting with the end of his penis at the entrance of my slot, and then ending as it thumped into my cervix. I watched his shaft slipping in and out of me, impaling me with his stiff flesh, I looked up into his eyes, and smiled. Mike was looking down to his groin, his own regard solely focussed on his cock and my cunt, his thrusting rhythmic, and I heard Ade whisper, “You don’t mind?” I didn’t want to give the game away, so I just groaned, gave no answer, and Ade spoke again, “Mike I think you can get her onto the carpet.” Mike stopped stroking in and out of me, pulled out, and holding my hips, pulled me gently off the couch onto the flooring. He then carefully pulled me away from the couch until my head was a good way from Ade’s feet. I muttered obscurely, groaned a couple of times, but kept my eyes shut, Mike slipped two fingers into me, worked them to and fro for a few seconds, I humped my hips, and then he turned me gently, so that I lay along the floor opposite the couch. It was then that I realised their plan, and this was obviously a plan, Adrian, was going to watch as Mike fucked me good. With no preamble, Mike mounted me again, and began to ride me slowly, so I pulled my legs up and wrapped my arms around him. For good measure, I murmured, “Mmm Adriaaan!” And then I heard Mike say quietly, “She thinks its you?” Adrian’s voice drifted over me, softly telling Mike not to cum yet, as he wanted to share me with him, and that they could both use me for their pleasure until it was time to finally cum. Mike said, “She’s gorgeous mate, not sure how long I can stop myself?
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