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Happy Happy Hour (The Vegas Years 5)
Although the women feel tired and spent every nerve in their bodies is electric, the smallest touch or soft breeze firing a different sensation around their bodies. Small gasps and moans all they are capable of as they sit in front of their sweet tormentors who stand with them proud and hard and wanting their own satisfaction. An urgency is building from within them and they are fighting to resist it a little more as their game is not yet done, breathing deeply and clearing their minds as they fight for control.
The Inventor steps forward once more, unties the rope binding Tex to The New Girl and she feels a small relief at the thought of being able to rest. That is not to be it seems as he simply pulls her to her feet and walks her around in front of me and pulls my head up by my hair. Now level with her waist he eases he towards me and guides my head down to her hot wet pussy until my lips meet with the wetness that is so abundant.
Unable to resist the temptation I run my tongue across her lips and drink in the still warm cum that covers her and when the taste runs across my tongue I become so hungry for her that I sink my mouth over her clit and suckle and drink my way across her. So sweet and warm as my mouth moves over her, my teeth biting softly at her flesh as she begins to sway in his arms, lifting her hips slightly so that I can flick my tongue in and out of her and drink my full.
Too soon she is taken away from me and I grunt in frustration at the same time as her. The Inventor simply laughs again and hands her rope to The Wanderer. He moves her away, but still connected I am pulled to my feet with her and we both circle around to be to the front and side of The New Girl. Tex is once again eased into another eager surprised mouth as New runs her tongue and lips across the same inviting heat I was tasting just seconds before. All of us held so firmly in place I am hungry, so hungry to taste.
The Cowboy stands behind his New Lady and pulls her thighs apart as firm hands push me to my knees on the floor and then push my head between them. Without a seconds, thought my mouth hungrily latches onto her cleaning every drop of her sweet cum from her hot pussy and hearing her gasp and cry for me. Her cries rippling across Tex’s softness driving her higher and higher quickly climbing to another orgasm, as is The New Girl beneath my lips. My hand slides down and my own fingers play around my own dripping wetness fast and hard as once again we scream out in release and I drink it all in before raising my own fingers to Tex and watch as she tastes my juice.
No rest though as we are pulled to our feet and bent over the benches, our knees resting on them side by side each other. The New Girl and I holding hands with Tex, all still gasping for breath with cum running down our thighs as we have our knees spread wide with pussies and arses exposed to who so ever wishes to use them...
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