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gasps from the men watching me.
As I watched, Garrick eased his pants from his hips, sliding the fabric off so it pooled on the floor at his feet. His thick shaft quivered and pulsed as I thrust my pelvis in time to the music. Selecting a packet from the basket, he ripped open the cellophane and smoothed a condom over his long length as I danced toward him, his gaze capturing mine. All my attention was focused on him and the straining shaft as I slowed to stop before him. He pulled my hands from my breasts gently and made me straddle his thighs, all the while watching my eyes. Easing first one leg then the other over the rolled arms of the chair, Garrick slid his hot, hard length into my wet pussy, thrusting deep against the gate of my womb, rocking and pulsing within my sensitive walls. His broad hands tightened over my hips, lifting me clear of his cock, then pulling me forcefully back down onto it.
I could feel the eyes of all the men watching us as Garrick pumped my hips over him.
Just as I neared my climax, he pulled free and eased me away from his body. I looked over my shoulder as hard hands circled my breasts from behind and Terry pressed his naked frame against my back. He eased the skirt of my robe to the side before he slipped into my aching pussy. He worked his length carefully within me, thrusting hard enough to push me toward completion, but not enough to send me over the edge.
Again, just as my body began to tighten in climax, Terry withdrew, and I was spun to meet Vincent’s penetrating blue eyes. His dark hair fell over his brow, giving him a childlike quality. As he pushed down his pants, baring his impressive erection, I laughed at the lack of childlike dimensions he sported. Someone tossed a packet to him, and he snatched it out of the air without turning his gaze from mine. Handing me the condom, he waited as I opened Meeting a Neighbor’s Needs
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it and smoothed it over his impressive cock. Once I’d finished, Vincent walked me backward to the nearest wall, where he lifted my body in his huge fists and slammed into my damp channel. His pumping and pounding technique took my breath away, shooting me back to the edge of arousal.
When I was a thrust or two from climax, Vincent passed me to Elkin, who turned me to face the wall. His turgid length caressed the crease between my buttocks before sliding forward and into my moist pussy. My cries were growing more frantic by then, as Elkin pulsed and ground his hips against mine, stroking the screaming nerves of my vagina with his hot shaft. Behind me, the crackle of cellophane and the whisper of latex over flesh ratcheted my arousal higher. The thought that each man would fuck me while George choreographed it all excited me beyond the levels the tainted liquor or fruit had taken me to thus far.
When Elkin pulled free and handed me to Aaron, I knew his pulsing hips and thick cock would leave my body straining for satisfaction. I guessed George would be the last to mount me, and when I felt Aaron’s smooth withdrawal, I staggered to the center of the room, searching for my lover as my quivering legs gave way beneath me. On shaking knees, I shuddered and sobbed, begging for climax as my fingers fumbled with the hooks securing my robe. Ripping the delicate fabric from my body, I ignored the audience I’d acquired. Bracing my left forearm on the floor and leaning forward, I spread my thighs and slipped my fingers into my aching body. Deaf to the panting breaths around me, I focused on bringing myself relief.
The room was filled with the excited murmurings of the six men who watched. My first climax ripped through me after a few strokes of my clit. When my shaking arm grew too weak to hold my upper body erect, Garrick knelt before me, his eyes fixed avidly on my frantically thrusting fingers. He flexed his thick penis between the swaying globes of my breasts. The friction of my round tits sliding around his cock sent him into climax.
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As I watched, Garrick eased his pants from his hips, sliding the fabric off so it pooled on the floor at his feet. His thick shaft quivered and pulsed as I thrust my pelvis in time to the music. Selecting a packet from the basket, he ripped open the cellophane and smoothed a condom over his long length as I danced toward him, his gaze capturing mine. All my attention was focused on him and the straining shaft as I slowed to stop before him. He pulled my hands from my breasts gently and made me straddle his thighs, all the while watching my eyes. Easing first one leg then the other over the rolled arms of the chair, Garrick slid his hot, hard length into my wet pussy, thrusting deep against the gate of my womb, rocking and pulsing within my sensitive walls. His broad hands tightened over my hips, lifting me clear of his cock, then pulling me forcefully back down onto it.
I could feel the eyes of all the men watching us as Garrick pumped my hips over him.
Just as I neared my climax, he pulled free and eased me away from his body. I looked over my shoulder as hard hands circled my breasts from behind and Terry pressed his naked frame against my back. He eased the skirt of my robe to the side before he slipped into my aching pussy. He worked his length carefully within me, thrusting hard enough to push me toward completion, but not enough to send me over the edge.
Again, just as my body began to tighten in climax, Terry withdrew, and I was spun to meet Vincent’s penetrating blue eyes. His dark hair fell over his brow, giving him a childlike quality. As he pushed down his pants, baring his impressive erection, I laughed at the lack of childlike dimensions he sported. Someone tossed a packet to him, and he snatched it out of the air without turning his gaze from mine. Handing me the condom, he waited as I opened Meeting a Neighbor’s Needs
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it and smoothed it over his impressive cock. Once I’d finished, Vincent walked me backward to the nearest wall, where he lifted my body in his huge fists and slammed into my damp channel. His pumping and pounding technique took my breath away, shooting me back to the edge of arousal.
When I was a thrust or two from climax, Vincent passed me to Elkin, who turned me to face the wall. His turgid length caressed the crease between my buttocks before sliding forward and into my moist pussy. My cries were growing more frantic by then, as Elkin pulsed and ground his hips against mine, stroking the screaming nerves of my vagina with his hot shaft. Behind me, the crackle of cellophane and the whisper of latex over flesh ratcheted my arousal higher. The thought that each man would fuck me while George choreographed it all excited me beyond the levels the tainted liquor or fruit had taken me to thus far.
When Elkin pulled free and handed me to Aaron, I knew his pulsing hips and thick cock would leave my body straining for satisfaction. I guessed George would be the last to mount me, and when I felt Aaron’s smooth withdrawal, I staggered to the center of the room, searching for my lover as my quivering legs gave way beneath me. On shaking knees, I shuddered and sobbed, begging for climax as my fingers fumbled with the hooks securing my robe. Ripping the delicate fabric from my body, I ignored the audience I’d acquired. Bracing my left forearm on the floor and leaning forward, I spread my thighs and slipped my fingers into my aching body. Deaf to the panting breaths around me, I focused on bringing myself relief.
The room was filled with the excited murmurings of the six men who watched. My first climax ripped through me after a few strokes of my clit. When my shaking arm grew too weak to hold my upper body erect, Garrick knelt before me, his eyes fixed avidly on my frantically thrusting fingers. He flexed his thick penis between the swaying globes of my breasts. The friction of my round tits sliding around his cock sent him into climax.
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