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a hard, pulsing cock I could suck on. The register. I didn’t want to blow it. She orgasm hit, clutching her hair.
idea set my mind and pussy ablaze. She sucked me down all the way, to the point Breathless, I pulled away and Karen
always knew how to trip my switch. where my knob must’ve been in her smiled at me with a lazy, sexy grin.
I was about to reach down to rub my throat. That was as far as we figured we
own dildo hard-on, but the two dudes I looked down, seeing how my cock should push our luck. We slipped out of
finished with a final grunt and spatter. The filled her face. Her phony facial hair flexed the club and returned to her hotel.
onlookers broke up to look for the next as she worked her mouth up and down. Naturally, I kept the dildo strapped on
hot hookup, and Karen and I also moved Spit shone on my shaft. It really did look and fucked her into delirium. And then
on to the next dirty display that caught real. And holy fuck, did it feel real. she did the same for me.
our eye. Like in the rest of the club, men How wonderful it was to see my
We entered a larger space at the end showed up to watch. Soon we had strap-on sister again.
of a corridor. There multiple couples and a small audience who kept a polite
trios were entangled. I could barely take distance. Karen stayed on her knees, —I.P., via email
it all in at once. It was a magnificently bobbing her head. I saw the bliss in her
indecent scene. There was one skinny eyes and knew she was loving this, too. TIME OUT
guy on his hands and knees getting Guys had their cocks out, pleasuring
fucked by two burly men: one plowing his themselves as they ogled us. ddly enough, it was the
ass, the other thrusting into his mouth. Instinctively, I thrust into her willing waitress’s ass that set me
Other men were enjoying 69s and circle- mouth, fucking her face. Each time I up. We were in our favorite
jerking. It was a smorgasbord of male-on- jammed my dick forward, I felt the base waterside restaurant when
male sex, and I was a ravenous voyeur. of the toy nudge my clit. I began thrustingOClarice caught me looking
The spectacle drew us in, and we my hips in an easy, steady rhythm, letting at the shapely server’s rear end.
wandered among all those sweaty, my passion build. “What are you thinking? Big ass?
writhing bodies. The lighting was just Karen was so submissive, letting me Nice ass? Or man, I’d like to fuck that
as dim there, but the shadowy figures pound away. She played it perfectly, ass?”
made the scene more tantalizing. Again, keeping her lips parted and letting me Her words snapped my attention
I wished that Karen and I had the sex use her to get off. I groaned when my back to her as she swirled a swizzle
organs appropriate to this venue.
Then again...we sort of did.
Karen turned to me. “I want to suck
your cock!” she said, her voice a raw
whisper.
I almost protested, but excitement
overcame me. Desire made my head
spin, and in a daze I found myself
undoing my zipper. I pulled the realistic
rubber cock out of my jeans, and Karen
immediately dropped to her knees. She
seized my dick at the base and brought
her mouth to my cockhead.
Then something incredible happened.
Some weird electrical/mental synapse
jumped in my skull, and I swear I actually
felt her lips and tongue on me, even
though no part of her was touching my
living flesh. A strange pleasure warmed
me as Karen’s mouth slid down my
cock. She swallowed inch after inch of
me. A groan spilled past my lips, but I
was careful to keep my voice in a lower

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