Too hot to handle

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sighs and kisses her way down my spine. She plants open mouthed,
wet kisses over my flesh, licking me and rasping her teeth without breaking my
skin. I feel goose-bumps forming when the wet spots meet the cold air in the
room. She gets to her final destination and worships my butt with her hands,
mouth and tongue. She licks and bites my cheeks. She kneads my round buns,
squeeze them together, then, spread them apart. Her finger tip plays with the
entrance muscles of my anus and I can’t breathe.
    “Oh, god,
Jenny. This is so good. I need you inside. Please, fuck my ass.”
    “We’re
making love to you, sweet thing. Remember?”
    She laughs
at my outburst but moves the wicked finger further inside me. She twists it
around, crooking it a little and pressing my tight walls. The sensations she’s
creating in my butt intensify the response my body gives Sam as he fondles and
suckles my tits. My breasts swollen in his hands, my nipples are hard and my
skin is flushed. He grabs my shoulders and pulls me down to kiss me, a long and
sweet kiss. His tongue dances with mine before he traces my lips with it and his
teeth nibble my full lower lip.
    “I am in
Paradise. You two are my naughty angels.”
    I hold Sam’s
face and return his kiss with all my heart. He’s the sweetest thing and I can’t
get enough of him. Jenny stretches me and inserts a second finger up my ass. She
pumps them in and out of me alternating her fingers with her tongue. Each time
she goes in, she scrapes my walls and manages to move further inside. She
stretches my hole and I buck against her hand and mouth.
    Sam doesn’t
let me move much, though. He keeps a firm grip on the back of my thighs keeping
me in place and my ass opened for Jenny’s fingers. He captures my mouth again,
distracting me from her actions. He lifts a knee and when it connects to my wet
pussy I hump him, moving my sex back and forth over his muscular leg. The
tension inside is killing me and I want some release. The friction makes my
walls tremble and I’m sure he feels the moisture running out of me and coating
his skin.
    “She’s
soaking wet, Jenny. Use her juices for lubrication.”
    She rubs
something cold around my entrance, on my clit. At first, I think it’s her
finger but I soon discover my mistake. I can feel a string of small balls.
She’s lubricating metal ass beads. The balls are linked by a thin semi rigid
shaft. I get excited at the idea and wiggle my ass at her.
    “Oh, that’s
kinky, Jenny.”
    “It was
Sam’s idea.”
    She swats my
butt without hurting me and giggles. It’s a delightful sound that reverberates
inside my sex and concentrates in my clit. Without warning, she inserts the
beads in my ass and her fingers in my pussy. The angle gives her easy access to
my front wall and G-spot. She taps the hard muscles there as she invades my ass
with the metal balls. The sensation of the balls passing through the narrow
entrance of my anus is exquisite. I inhale when the bigger balls meet some
resistance from my muscles but Jenny presses my G-spot harder and I quiver.
    “I brought
this special toy just for you, my gorgeous Clara. Hope you like it.”
    Sam sits on the bed bringing me up with him. Then, he kneels, keeping his
body upright. He arranges my butt on his lap. I straddle him and wrap my arms
around his neck. He looks me in the eyes and runs the back of his hands over my
nipples. I forget to breath.
    “You are the
most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I never get tired of looking at you.”
    Jenny kneels
behind me and mirrors his movements running the back of her hand up and down my
spine. I shiver and she traces my ear with the tip of her tongue and her
throaty whisper rolls over my body.
    “That’s true,
Sam. Before I met Clara here at the Club I watched her movies and wished I
could be like her. Do you know I used to have wet dreams with you, my sweet
Clara?”
    I grab her
head and pull her for a long, sensual kiss. Our tongues slide against

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