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| I held onto Ross and let him take my weight so I could
regain my strength. After a few seconds, I was ready for the next round
and pulled myself away from him. I ran my hands down his manly chest, my
tongue following close behind as I liked my way down, past his stomach,
licking the end of his cock, till I was kneeling in front of him.
I held his cock in one hand as I pushed it into my ready and willing open mouth. Again, with my other hand I was feeling all around his ass, before inserting my finger back in. I couldn't help making slobbering, sucking and squelching noises as I pushed his cock deep into my warm, wet mouth, wanking the bottom end of his cock with my hand, whilst my tongue flicked on and off and against the end. I could see Sheila now had her fingers deep inside her cunt again and had recommenced masturbating. I sucked Ross's cock for what could have been minutes or hours, I don't know. The passion was too deep to be properly aware of the passion of time. I also now had my hand between my legs, my fingers deep inside my cunt, masturbating. "Save it so I can come in your cunt," ordered Ross. I didn't need telling twice. I stood and Ross embraced me. He lifted me up, pushing my back against the shower wall. I wrapped my legs around his back, and despite the quantity of flowing water, his cock easily slid into my ready cunt. I gasped loudly as the weight of my own body pushed the hard long penis deep inside me, till it felt it was as far as it could go. It was obvious Ross worked out regularly. He had strength to spare to keep up this knee-trembler, fucking me in long steady, penetrating strokes, on and on. I orgasmed long and deep again. |
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