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C h a p t e r 10
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Bill could see Susan's ass clenching in the mirror, framed by
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the garter belt, her shivering curved ass cheeks started
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Bill's prick pounding even harder, the pulsations matching
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her rocking rhythms.
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He ran his fingers over the cleft of her ass, enjoying the
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feel of her full buttocks under his palms, touching the bud
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opening of her ass.
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Like she had been goosed with an electric cattle prod,
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Susan jumped, her rhythmic rocking halted, as his finger
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rubbed gently at the puckered opening. He rubbed his finger
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in a circular motion as he felt her body loose it's rigidity,
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then her rocking motion picked up again, at a slightly
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faster pace, perspiration droplets spraying from her quivering
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tits.
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Bill felt the oily liquid swishing from Susan's cunt, dipping
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a finger, transferred her cunt juice to her asshole, rubbing it
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into the puckering bud.
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His finger dipped again and again into the oily juice of her
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cunt, until her asshole was dripping wet with slime from her
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pussy, then with one last dip into her cunt, he wet his finger
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to the second knuckle, pressing it against her asshole. His
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finger wormed inside to the second joint and Susan went mad.
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Her body rocked with frenzy as she tried to grind her cunt
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tighter onto his prick, her cunt hair matting against his
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belly, while her ass poked back as she arched her back.
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His wriggling finger up her ass while his cock filled her cunt
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started her shivering. He pressed harder, his palm flat to her
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bottom, his finger thrust the last inch into her ass and he
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rotated his hand, his finger deep in her puckered asshole.
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His palm rubbed the smooth round globular cheek of her ass,
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his forefinger deep into her asshole, his middle finger dipping
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into the channel of her ass, feeling his own prick slithering
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up her cunt.
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Her resulting orgasm was so intense that he could not only
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feel her cunt writhe around his cock, milking it, but her
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asshole also convulsed tightly around his deep sunk finger.
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"Ohhhh.... Ohhh... Ohh," her voiced raised higher and higher
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as she gushed juices from her cunt, her orgasm shaking her tiny
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trim body.
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..
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Betty giggled, "Well, Bill may have been showing Susan his
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computer in the den, but that's the sound of fucking, and I
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think Bill's done showing her his computer, and now he's
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showing her his prick, don't you know."
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Lisa laughed at Betty, "If he's showing her his prick, then
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she's showing him her pussy. Too bad nobody here want's to see
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mine, because for two cents, I'd show it."
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Harry's hand drew two bright shining pennies from his pocket
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and tossed them on the carpet in front of the sensuous blonde
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housewife.
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"Here's two cents."
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"I'll wait for Polly and Bull first, then I'll show you."
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..
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At the peak of Susan's convulsions, Bill's cock began spurting
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cum, squelching in her pussy, shooting jet after jet of thick
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creamy juice into her belly, triggering another orgasm from her
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tense body.
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"OH OOOhhhh...," her voice almost screamed her satisfaction.
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Her body shuddered again, then collapsed over Bill. Her lips
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soft against his as she nestled to him as he caressed her
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silky back and ass.
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..
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Bull's fingers triggered the last three buttons opening
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Polly's blouse to the waist, pulling the ends of the material
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from her skirt, pulling the blouse off over the top of her
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head, her arms raising to help him rid her of the clothing.
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Polly's boobs, rose from her chest in twin peaks, encased in a
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beige colored brassiere, truly awesome in size. Bull lifted her
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upper torso slightly, fumbling in the back for the catch, his
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attempts to open the hidden catch were obstructed by Polly's
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giggles and wriggles.
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"I don't know what you're trying to do Bull, but my bra is
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fastened in front," she giggled at his thick fingers trying to
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find a catch in back.
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"Why didn't you tell me before?" Bull said, disgustedly,
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finding the catch at the front of her bra, releasing the
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material covering her mounds.
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The catch open, Polly's huge tits sprung free from her bra,
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standing proudly from her rib cage, nipples the size of Bull's
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thumbs peaking the soft mounds.
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"Hooray," George cried, "them's what I call tits!"
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Bull's fingers slowly moved to caress the softly moving
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mounds, this thumbs moving over the crinkled skin of her
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nipples, drawing the skin tighter and making each erect nipple
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swell and grow harder with each touch, while Polly's head moved
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in his lap slowly, pressing her ebony hair against his over
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heated groin.
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After a few seconds, Polly spun over on her tummy, her weight
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resting on her elbows as her hands darted to his belt buckle.
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"My turn now," Polly giggled impishly, "Now I get to see
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what's been poking me in the back of my head."
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Her fingers flew to his buckle, drawing the leather through the
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metal, opening the metal catch at the top of his slacks,
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fumbling with the zipper, drawing it down full length.
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Her hand dove into the opening, wriggling inside his shorts,
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grasping and pulling at his cock, pulling it free to stand in
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his lap.
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"My gawd," Betty's awed voice exclaimed in her very British
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accent, "no wonder they call you Bull. You're hung like a big
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Spanish steer. Are you sure you don't have a little black blood
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in you, brother?"
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Lisa giggled at Betty's open mouthed stare. Her own hand busy
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caressing Harry's male member through the material of Harry's
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slacks.
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"George," Betty looked at her date, "if you had a cock like
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that, I'd marry you! They don't have anything like that in
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London!"
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Betty," George replied, "if you'd show me your English ass, my
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cock would get even bigger than that."
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"Oh goody," Lisa giggled, "show and tell time folks. You tell
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what part you want to see, and the person has to show."
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"In that case, if I have my choice, I'd like to see Betty's
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English ass. It sure looks good, all curved up and over, with
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her lying there on the floor," Harry's voice almost shouted.
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..
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The two lovers in the bedroom, lay entwined, legs sprawled over the bed, breathing slowing after their sexual session.
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"I never had anyone do that to me before," Her muffled voice
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whispered into his ear, "I got off like a skyrocket. I didn't
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know if I liked it or not when you started rubbing me there,
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but when you had your finger inside my ass and wiggled it, I
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started coming like a buzz saw."
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"At least I'm not mad at anyone anymore. I'm just glad I
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got my belly full of your hot cream... aand I'm so relaxed
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now, not uptight at all. hank you, Bill. I'm going to thank
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Lisa too, and tell Bull I'm not mad at him anymore."
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..
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"Hell, I'm not shy, I'm just drunk and horny," Betty giggled,
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"anybody want's to see my English ass can see my English ass
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anytime they ask!"
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Her sleek body rose to a sitting position on the carpet, her
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hands to the hem of her dress, skinning it up and off her body
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to toss it to the side. The black beauty wasn't wearing a bra,
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and only her wispy panties covered her highly arched ass.
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"But I don't take my own panties off at a party, I always let
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somebody else do it for me. Harry, will you do me the honors,
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since you're the gentleman that want's to see my ass?"
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Harry's large hands grasped Betty's filmy under pants, pulling
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them over the richly curved mounds of the cheeks of her ass,
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and down her slim legs, to toss them by her discarded dress.
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Betty lay face down again, the strong muscles in the ass
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writhing under the skin in the light from the fireplace.
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"After that, I don't see why any of us are wearing clothes,
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let's get this party going!" George grinned at the others, his
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fingers busy stripping his clothes from his body, to lay naked
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next to Betty, face down on the carpet.
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Lisa followed, her blouse and skirt tossed on the discarded
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clothing pile, while Harry and Bull followed her lead.
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The three couples sprawled out on the soft carpet, naked,
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drinking brandy and moving their hands lovingly over each
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other's bodies. Soft sounds of contentment and an occasional
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gasp as one of the group touched a particularly sexual part of
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another's body.
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..
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Bill patted Susan's fanny tenderly as she swung her leg over
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his body to dismount. Her matted pussy, pink lipped and open,
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swished and juicy cum dripped on his belly. She cupped a
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hand under her pussy and went to the bathroom to freshen
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herself. When she returned, Bill was just finishing with his
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shoes, and he sat watching her dress.
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I'm going to leak all night from the load you put in my
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belly, Bill."
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He grinned, his hands cupping her ass as he pulled her to him
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for a kiss.
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"My pleasure, Susan, shall we join the others?"
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..
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Bill and Susan, hand in hand returned to the living room to
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find the other three couples sprawled naked in front of the
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fire, drinking brandy.
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"It's about time you two came out of the bedroom!" Lisa
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giggled, you were about to miss all the fun. Your brandy is
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right there on the tray. Get your clothes off again, and join
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with us."
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Susan's dress went flying, Bill a little slower, trying to
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undress with a glass of brandy in his hand.
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..
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Harry chuckled, "Looks like everyone but Polly, Betty and me
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has been in the sack tonight. Come on girls, it's catch up
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time."
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The three joined arms and headed down the hall, leaving
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the bedroom door open. Bill remembered that he had forgotten
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to turn off the recorder and grinned....
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After the remaining five had discussed Harry and the two
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girls a short while, George stood.
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"I guess I'll go see it the stud needs any help with the
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lady from England. I'll show her a little of Yankee Doodle's
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dandy!"
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Seconds later the others followed, leaving Bill and Lisa
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alone in the living room. They quickly got caught up on the
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evening away from each other, both admitting they were too
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fucked out to join an orgy, but would enjoy watching it on
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tape sometime later.
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When female moaning started up in the bedroom, curiosity
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drove them to go and watch.
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Harry lay on his back, Polly astride riding his cock while
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Betty's black slim English body knelt over his face and busy
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tongue. Polly was doing the groaning and moaning as she screwed
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her cunt on his cock.
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Bull stood on the bed, his huge cock in Betty's mouth, slowly
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fucking his prick in and out of her pink lips, her hand busy
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jacking him off as she sucked.
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George, prick in his hand was slowly masturbating, his glans
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against the Polly's full breast. Susan lay with her head on
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Harry's belly, her eyes inches from Harry's cock fucking Polly,
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her fingers dipping into her own pussy, slowly finger fucking
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herself.
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Bull pulled his cock from Betty's mouth, spraying sperm over
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her upraised face, the silver liquid running down to her tits,
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as he rubbed the residue into her black breasts. The sight of
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Bull's cock shooting started George pumping his prick faster
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and Polly's had grabbed it and stuffed it in her mouth,
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greedily sucking as he shot his cum.
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Harry continued pumping his cock into Polly's cunt, faster
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and faster, until he too squirted his juice to fill her
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willing cunt. Susan scrambled closer to Polly's cunt, and as
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Harry pulled his cock out, Susan fastened her lips to his
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still oozing meat, sucking him dry while finger fucking her
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own cunt until she came again.
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Bill and sensual wife sat on the bed, caressing and stroking
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the fucking couples, until Bill's prick stood from his naked
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loins, throbbing and pounding with lust. He pulled his cock
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with his hand until it stood leaking at the tip, moving over
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the bed to kneel behind Betty, still getting her cunt sucked by
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Harry's eager mouth.
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Bill's hard cock nestled up to Betty's richly curved English
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ass, pressing against the clefted opening between her full
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buttocks, until she raised her ass higher, her pussy leaving
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Harry's questing mouth as she crouched on hands and knees.
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Bill's hard prong slid into her over heated, pouting wet cunt
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like butter, filling the jagged pink lipped opening to the
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hilt, his balls touching her slim curved thighs as he began to
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fuck the sexually aroused lady dog fashion.
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Lisa, sexually excited by the sight of her husband fucking
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Betty, moved up onto the bed, her slim sensual body writhing
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into the huddle of warm bodies, her hands running over the
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plenitude of hot flesh, touching wet and sticky, the sexual
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organs of the orgy participants.
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The lovely blonde, lying on her back, watched her husband's
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thick cock sliding into the thick pink lipped opening between
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Betty's thighs as her ass bucked back onto him.
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After a few minutes of hunching, Betty's moans became louder
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as she commenced her orgasm, her groans shuddering her swinging
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pert titties, her belly knotted with passion.
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Bill drove his cock deep into the black girl's cunt, spraying
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his hot sperm into her wildly swinging hot pussy, while he
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clutched her writhing ass with both hands.
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Moments went by, then with a groan of satisfaction, he
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withdrew his sticky prick from her leaking pussy, and stood by
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the bed in exhaustion.
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Bill stepped on the switch, shutting off the recorder and
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went back to the living room, waiting for the others.
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..
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Later, gathered together over coffee, the group laid plans
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for the next party, not quite understanding Bill and Lisa's
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insistence that they have it here again. After some small
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arguments, all agreed to have another dinner at Bill and
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Lisa's. With much patting, kissing and loving touching, the
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party broke at two a.m. with the guests laughing as they left
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for their cars.
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...
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