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”As she maintained her end of the inane drunken conversation, in her mind she replayed the moment Sam had taken her clit in his mouth and sucked it. Even now her knees got weak. She recalled feeling his tongue as it penetrated her labia. It was like a French kiss, so intimate, so exciting. Then that all to brief moment when he filled her with his tool. Ruefully she thought it would be worth her husband catching them if Sam could have fucked her. What would he have thought?Her pussy flooded her panties. The wet stickiness only increased her arousal. The sex demon had clawed the last vestige of repression from Jamie’s libido. There was a heat between her thighs like she had never felt. She crossed and recrossed her legs. Feeling, yes almost hearing, her flooded pussy react.Jamie did not know it, but she had crossed a threshold. Oral sex was foreign to her. She never experienced it. She liked getting her pussy licked. She wanted more. She wondered what it would feel like to 69 with Sam.. I turned her around and pressed it against her nether cheeks, and positioned it in the deep cleavage.She bent forward and leaned against the table. She showed her white pear-shaped bums to me. I bent and kissed them. I took my penis in my hand and searched for her cunt from the rear. She took it in her hand and slowly guided me into her cunt. I slipped into her wetness and immediately took over. I started jacking in and out of her cunt. She adjusted herself to accommodate my stiffness. I bent over her and held her swaying bosom in my hands. Squeezing them hard, but gently.She moaned in ecstasy as we both gradually proceeded to climax simultaneously. I sent in a load of hot cum into her and withdrew to dab the remains on her buttocks and back. As I climaxed, I squeezed her boobs hard and she came along with me, with a scream.I made her stand up erect. She could barely hold herself. She held onto my arms. My cum flowed out from her cunt between her legs. She took a tissue and wiped the.
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