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Not surprisingly, for such a domestic goddess, Lisa made the lunch. She didn't know Sam's kitchen that well, but she quickly figured out where he kept things, even if for only a simple lunch of pastrami sandwiches with mustard on sourdough bread and pickles on the side. She loved making meals for her man ... correction, men now, as always. She loved Jeff, yes, but she also loved Sam and Willie, and now she could own up to that fact. Hell, she loved Aimee, too, and she could easily open her heart to Sam's mother, Carolyn.

"Damn, Lisa, you really do know all the ways to a man's heart, don't you?" Sam remarked.

"Yeah, no shit! I had to marry her after that first morning, when she surprised me by making me breakfast after I had fucked her silly the night before. I thought, God, is this she not the best girlfriend ever? Then she moved in and wouldn't leave me alone, so I took the hint and made her my wife.

"Then she really surprised me by packing condoms in my suitcase for the next concert with a note that had lipstick on it. Did I tell you about that? Or about the sandwiches, two of them, that she included? The note said that one of them was for me, the other for the poor gal that I was gonna 'fuck until she was bow-legged'. Her words. She even put lube in there the last few times, 'just in case.' That part had a winking face on it, too. What a woman!" Jeff bragged about his wife, making her blush.

"That was in case you wanted to fuck her in the ass. Every girl should get plenty of lube for that, and not all rubbers have enough on them. You forgot, at the risk of tooting my own horn, what else I did last time?" Lisa winked at Sam.

"Yeah, you left me a pair of your panties, smelling of your dripping wet snatch, with a note that read 'thinking of you and some lucky gal. Perhaps you can talk her into wearing these afterward, so she can leave the sweet scent of her just-fucked pussy on it. I want to smell her pussy juices on them.' Those were your words, as I recall. The next time we fucked, you produced them and begged me to stuff them in your mouth while I fucked you up the ass. Turned out that you hadn't washed them off, either. They still smelled like Sandy's cunt," Jeff grinned about that.

"See? I'm here to serve you. I also like the taste of pussy and it was a great way to get it. Next time, you won't have to wear a rubber and I can taste your cum and hers at once on my panties. Assuming, of course, that next time, it will be either Aimee or Carolyn. I can't wait to swap panties with them, get my face in their gashes to eat them out until they beg for mercy, and lick you men's cum out of their twats. Trust me, honey, this is just the start to the best sex you've ever had, all of you," Lisa licked her lips at that thought.

"Well, for now, I am extremely horny right now. Who wants my cock and in what hole?" Sam announced, having recovered during lunch, especially with the protein and calories.

"My turn, sugar," Lisa got on all fours and made an undeniable offer of her body and all holes, "pussy this time, to knock me up, just like Aimee here."

Sam didn't need to be asked twice, so he went behind Lisa and lined up his cock to enter her cunt from that position. She gasped for merely a second and then began to adjust to the force of his entry. He slowed down for just a little bit as he slid out of her twat, but then he shoved it back into her, repeating this motion to make it clear that he was in control of the action. Lisa's response was to move her hips desperately in an effort to fully engulf his cock in her delightful pussy. When he accidentally yanked one of her hairs, she moaned so noticeably that he pulled harder on her hair and more of it.

"Oh, God! Yes, fuck me! Jeff, honey, he's gonna put a baby in me! He's fucking me nice, hard, and deep!" Lisa announced as she felt the powerful strokes from Sam balls deep and he finally bottomed out in her.

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“Are you busy sweetie? Do you have time for another cum tribute?” I gave her a smile which said, ‘I am always ready.’ “Good, I have something I would like to try out, maybe make your tribute even better.” She gave me a naughty smile before revealing what she had behind her back. She had a bag in one hand and her smartphone in the other. My mom placed the bag down on my bed, then she tapped away at her phone, my tablet buzzed, so I knew she just sent me another photo that she wanted me to...

Mhul The Butcher

Laden with bottles of wine, empty cups, and snacks, the rough wooden tray thumped down heavily on the tavern table. One of the cups bounced, balanced precariously on its edge a second, then toppled. Prince M'hul cast a reproachful look at the harried Innkeeper, but the busy man was off waiting on another table. "The quality of the service personnel in the Kingdom leaves a lot to be desired!" the Prince boomed, loudly enough to be heard several tables away. The second man at the table...

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