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I hadn’t seen hide or hair of my Kate since she got up and took off for parts unknown about three months ago and maybe it was ordained to be my fate to look after the two Mormon women like they were a pair of wives with equal status.In any event, we made an odd trio at the Chinese restaurant right next to the saloon and most of the normal couple townspeople gave us a wide berth like we all carried the sins of the world on our backs like the girl in that book with the Scarlet Letter written right on her forehead like a badge of sinfulness.Right about the time that I felt back to my normal state of health which was a lot worse than the average person, Clementine caused us a bit of trouble with her promiscuous ways in meeting random studs looking for a nice piece of ass willing to follow orders like a good little girl. Clementine was in that category and she didn’t really care what most people thought about her easy ways just as long as she got the dick she needed more than any other. Diana quietly told me to continue licking Ellen’s clit. Then Diana started moving her finger up and down inside me again, inserting a second finger after a short time. Ellen’s licking became a little more urgent and I responding in kind. I once again felt like I was about to orgasm, when they both stopped again. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop.” With her other hand, Diana started rubbing circles on my buttocks. The fingers inside my vagina slowly started moving in circles, and Ellen began slowly licking me again. I continued licking Ellen and rubbing her breasts. Diana pulled her fingers out of me, then I felt her push something inside me. I quickly figured out what it was when it started to vibrate. She moved it around and in and out with increasing speed. Ellen also increased the intensity of her actions and I started flicking my tongue in and out of her vagina then sucking her clit. I could no longer stop myself and exploded into the most intense orgasm I had ever had. Both Ellen.
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