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He buried his face deeper as felt Lisa pushing back on his tongue. Getting her slutty ass licked hard. Mike gave her a good tongue-lashing and stood up on his knees. “Turn around bitch. Suck this cock. Taste your ass on it like a dirty gutter slut.”Lisa turned around fast and plunged his cock into her mouth. Sucking it feverishly and moaning and grunting. He could feel his cock being devoured by this horny trashy slut.Lisa buried the cock into her mouth and sucked the entire length. Making it wet and hard. “I love your cock. I love your ass fucking cock. Fuck my mouth with it. Fuck it HARD. Make me choke on your cock. FUCK IT. Fuck it you bastard. Fuck my dirty trashy mouth.” Lisa spat on his cock viciously and plunged it back in.Mike grabbed her head and rammed his cock in. “GGGGGGRRRGGG GGGRRRGGG GGGRRRGGGAAAAH. Yeah fuck my mouth. HARDER.” Lisa screamed. Her lips stretched across his cock. Sucking it, licking it, eating it.Mike could feel the cum boiling up in his balls. He. I started again, hands pumping him to rigidity, then holding his prick firmly while I impaled myself on it.I pumped up and down, hearing him moaning as I ravished him. It seemed to go on for ages, and I came twice before I felt him explode deep inside me. I climbed off him, kissing the end of his shrinking penis."Clever boy," I praised him, "Marie needed that. Have you anything left, I wonder?"I looked at him. He lay still, shaking his head."Oh, I think we can get at least one more, don't you?" I queried, and started cleaning him, tasting my own love juices on his flaccid cock.Again, he responded to my ministrations, and even though it took longer this time, I was able to get him hard again. I kneeled between his legs, bending so I could grip his tool between my tits, then gave him a tit-wank as he wriggled in a vain attempt to avoid my arousing him.His cock responded nicely, and once he was fully erect, I climbed back on him, riding him hard, his futile bucking only adding to my.
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