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STORY # 26 THE MASTER CHRIS COLLECTION
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SUBMITTIN IN THE WILD WEST
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Although you were skeptical at first, now that we are on the
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plane, heading to Colorado, the idea of a dude ranch seems kind
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of attractive. I have spent the last few weeks showing you
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brochures and talking you into the idea of spending a week in the
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Wild West riding horses and breathing the clean mountain air.
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The pressures of work have been unbearable and the thought of
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spending time back with nature is too good to pass up. The plane
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ride is a couple of hours long and we have two seats next to each
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other on the half empty plane. You immediately snuggle up next
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to me and I put my arm around you. Once we have taken off and
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are cruising on our way, I reach around you to fondle a breast.
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"Mmmm", you murmur. We haven't had time to think about sex for
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awhile and the caressing is appealing. With my other hand I
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reach out and undo the top button of your blouse. Then the
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second. At the third button, you start to get nervous and as I
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reach for the fourth button you instinctively reach up to hold
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your blouse closed. I take your hands and gently hold them
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behind your back as I loosen the fourth button. I reach in and
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gently pull at both of your nipples. As I do so, your breasts
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are exposed to the air. "Arch your back.", I whisper. Despite
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yourself, you arch your back to more fully offer your breasts to
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me. I reach down and bite each nipple hard and then I release
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you. You reach around and draw your blouse closer together then
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you go to do up the buttons. "No", I say softly, "Don't do up
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the buttons, leave them open. You are nervous but you do as I
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ask. Your breasts are covered but the cleavage you now present
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goes all the way to your navel. In a way it is more exposing
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than being naked. Every once in a while I reach over to caress
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you again. I play with your full breasts or I slide a hand up
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under your skirt to discover your ever increasing wetness or I
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simply reach over to stroke your hair or your neck. The constant
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stimulation continues to turn you on until you are literally
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sitting in a puddle of excitement. By the time the plane lands
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you are ready to make love right in the airport but instead, we
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pick up our bags and get on the ranch bus. I have allowed you to
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do only the bottom two buttons of your blouse and you blush red
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as men stare openly at the expanse of flesh is exposed. The bus
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ride is not long. There are 2 other couples with you and you
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notice that they are young and attractive, not at all the old
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retired types you expected. The ranch itself is also a pleasant
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surprise. The decor is modern and comfortable and your room
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contains a huge bed as well as a well equipped bathroom complete
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with hot-tub. 'This is going to be better than I imagined.', you
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think to yourself as you unpack. I arrive in the room a moment
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later and you immediately slide your horny body up against mine.
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You have been turned on all day and you beg for me to allow you
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some release. I smile at you as I stand you up. "Not yet.", I
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say in a mischievous voice, "Don't you want to do some horseback
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riding?" "Uh uh.", you say, "I want a different kind of ride."
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I'm still smiling as I pull you out of the room and towards the
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stables. You follow reluctantly. You are still wearing your
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light blue skirt and your blouse is still revealingly opened to
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show more than you are comfortable with. The stables are well
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appointed and you admire the various horses as we look around.
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One of the stable hands introduces himself as Jim. "Are you
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ready to go sir?", he asks me. You look at me questioningly.
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Evidently, something has been planned here in your absence.
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"Sure.", I say. Four horses are led out and I refuse to answer
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any of your questions. "But I'm not even dressed to go riding.",
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you protest. "Shhhh", I reply. The horses are saddled up and
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Jim and what must be his girlfriend mount up. I help you onto a
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pretty mare and instruct you to sit, not sidesaddle as you would
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have liked but astride the horse thus placing your naked pussy
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directly on the leather of the saddle. The warm leather
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immediately gets slippery with the juices of your overexcited
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pussy. We start out across the empty plain towards the nearby
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hills. The feeling of the pommel of the saddle rubbing against
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your hard clit is driving you to distraction and you have
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difficulty concentrating on Jim's steady patter describing the
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wilderness around you. After about an hour, you come to the
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hills and shortly after that Jim and his friend Peggy come to a
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stop beside a little stream in a clearing. The scenery is
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beautiful. You are truly away from everything here. You get off
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your saddle, careful not to let anyone see that you are wearing
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no underpanties and you sit down on the grass to relax. Your
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mind is really on one thing and one thing only; Sex. You see Jim
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removing the saddles and letting the horses relax also and a few
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minutes later, you are all sitting in a circle on your saddles
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passing the canteen around for a drink. "So,", says Jim, "this
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is your submissive lady." You choke on your drink. Peggy is
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looking right at you and smiling. "Tell me.", she asks, "What
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have you made her do?" "Well,", I say, "First of all, she is not
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permitted to wear underclothes of any kind. Secondly, I have had
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her submit to strange men and have exhibited her in public. She
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has had her pussy shaved, her nipples clipped, her bottom spanked
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and has been a slave to both men and women." "Mmmmm.", says
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Peggy. She stands up and looks down at you. She is wearing a
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chamois shirt and jeans and has leather riding boots on her feet.
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In her right hand is her riding crop. You feel your heart skip a
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beat. She is petite but she looks severe and her presence scares
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you. You know that you will have little choice but to obey
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everything she asks of you. Your hot pussy is very present and
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you hope that she won't discover it. "Roll over on your belly.",
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she says. You roll over on your saddle so you are face down.
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Your feet and hands are touching the grass but your bottom is
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raised and presented to your audience. You feel a tremor run
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through your body as you realize that you are helpless before
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her. You feel the leather of her crop slide up along your naked
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calf and catch the hem of your skirt. Very, very slowly, she
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raises the crop and pulls your skirt higher and higher until it
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has uncovered your long tanned thighs. The skirt continues to
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rise, now revealing your white tan line and the curve of your
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buttocks and then finally comes to rest in a puddle around your
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waist. The crop now strokes your long legs carressingly.
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"Spread them.", she commands and you hesitantly let your legs
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fall open. She encourages them further and further apart until
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you are completely exposed. The tip of the riding crop explores
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the hot wet slit of your pussy and then stops. You hear Peggy
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sit down and you wait, passively, lying across the warm leather
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of your saddle with your bottom upraised and completely exposed.
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The three of us continue to talk about you as I describe some of
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the situations you have been put in. Your face blushes red as I
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describe what parts of your body are most sensitive and what
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particular variations you enjoy. Peggy is very interested to
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hear that you have long nipples that love nipple clips and that
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you enjoy being spanked hard. "Stand up.", you hear Peggy say.
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You stand up before her thankfully allowing your skirt to fall
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and cover you again. Your respite is to be short-lived, however.
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"Off with those clothes.", she says. Your fingers are trembling
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as you remove your blouse and skirt and stand with your head
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bowed awaiting your next instruction. Peggy leads you over to a
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nearby tree and attaches your hands together in front of you.
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The end of the rope is thrown over a convenient branch and you
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feel yourself being stretched upwards. She takes the opportunity
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of your helplessness to pinch your sensitive nipples with her
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gloved fingers. Your ankles are tied next so that you are spread
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eagled in front of us. Peggy stands behind you and begins
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running her hands across your body. She reaches around to
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squeeze your breasts. You moan out loud at the sensation. One
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of her leather gloved hands runs down your belly to stroke your
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pussy. The feeling of the cool leather rubbing across your clit
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has your whole body twitch and she does it again and again until
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you are about to come. She walks around to in front of you now
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and you look down to see that she has a branch of nettles in one
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hand. You close your eyes, hoping that the nettles aren't for
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you. Of course they are. You feel the prickly frond rubbing
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gently across your left nipple. It is already hard but the
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irritating nettles cause it to get so tight that it aches. The
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right nipple undergoes the same treatment and although the
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rubbing of the nettles stops, their stimulation continues.
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Immediately you feel an itch in your nipples that you are begging
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to scratch. Your body squirms in its bonds and your pussy begins
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to gush its juices. You feel Peggy playing with your shaved slit
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and the tiny sting of the nettles touches your delicate pink
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pussy lips. She pulls back the hood of your clitoris to make
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sure that it gets its fair share too. The stimulation is too
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much for you. You are now panting in short ragged breaths and
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your whole body is straining at the ropes which bind you. You
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open your eyes to see Jim in front of you. He is not wearing any
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clothes and his cock is large and thick. You look up at him and
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say, "Please." He smiles as he comes closer. You feel the tip
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of his cock touch your wet pussy and he allows just the head to
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slide inside you. You hold your breath waiting for him to thrust
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into you, to fill you up. Peggy has moved behind you and all of
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a sudden a searing pain strikes your bottom. You body is driven
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forward and impales itself deeply on Jim's cock. The riding crop
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strikes again and the hot pain thrusts you forward again onto the
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unyielding hardness of Jim. The strokes set the rhythm as Peggy
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drives you forward again and again. Your bottom is burning hot
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by the time she is done and you are crying out with every thrust
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of Jim's body into yours. Jim holds himself deep in you without
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moving. You feel him reach around behind you and grasp one of
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your hot buttocks in each of his large rough hands. He pulls
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them apart to reveal your hidden hole and the next sensation you
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feel is Peggy's cool finger as she lubricates your bottom. Her
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finger slides in and out of you and again she sets the rhythm of
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you pushing yourself onto Jim's cock. Her finger pulls out and
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you feel the head of my cock at your tiny entrance. Very, very
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gently I slide into you until you feel my belly pressing up
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against the heat in your bottom. You are more filled than you
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have ever been before in your life. Your hypersensitive nipples
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are still stinging slightly from the nettles as they press into
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Jim's hairy chest. Your soaking pussy is stretched to the limit
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by Jim's thick organ and your hot bottom is penetrated by my
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cock. You feel the two organs pushing and pulling in alternate
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strokes. As I push in, Jim pulls out and as I pull out, Jim
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pushes in. Your body takes up a steady rhythm between us as your
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hips push harder and harder forwards and backwards trying to get
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more of us into you. You turn your head to the side to see Peggy
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with a camera taking pictures but by this time you don't care.
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Your orgasm starts from the tips of your toes and the depths of
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your belly. You start to scream out loud at the feeling, letting
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yourself be consumed by it, letting it use you and your body as
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you reach a peak and collapse into our arms.
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