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locker room, ignoring one another. slammed home on the last word, and Jack’s fingers tightened on my hips
Jack’s familiar cock sprang free of his my cunt seemed to quake at the forceful as his cock continued pounding me. I
boxers—long, hard, thick and rosy-tipped. intrusion. I moaned around Baxter’s dick, gripped him with my internal muscles, and
Baxter was next. He had a shorter cock, and he took that opportunity to slide it in I heard him groan.
but it was way fatter than Jack’s. I licked farther. The excitement in the room was
my lips just watching him grab it and give Baxter held my head in both hands, palpable as one handsome stud filled my
himself a few strokes. gently but firmly, and thrust faster. The mouth and the other filled my pussy. My
He walked toward me, and my mouth head of his cock brushed the back of my entire body thrummed with pleasure and
popped open instinctively. Baxter moved throat. I inhaled deeply through my nose anticipation.
in close and dragged the tip of his dick and sucked. Jack started fucking me harder, rougher.
along my lower lip, but he pulled away “You weren’t lying, Jack,” he said. “This He squeezed my hips tight and drove into
when I moved to suck it. woman knows how to give a blowjob.” me like a wild man. Baxter sighed, the
“Not yet,” he teased. I slithered my tongue along his shaft, urgency apparently contagious, because
I nodded and watched him stroking greedily lapping at his sensitive skin. he bucked more frantically into my mouth.
himself lazily, while my pussy grew wetter I relaxed completely and let him fuck my
and wetter. Jack got on the bed behind face as he needed.
me and played his dick along my dripping Jack delivered a smack to my ass,
slit. I moaned, pushing back enough to “I BOUNCED BACK and fire seemed to race across my skin.
egg him on. Baxter smiled and traced my I felt the ghost of his palm print on my
lips again with his erection. My tongue AND FORTH butt. It thumped in time with my heart
darted out and licked the dot of pre-come and my pussy.
off his tip. He tsked at me but didn’t pull BETWEEN THEM, He did it again as I rammed back
away. Instead, he pressed forward so his PLEASURE against him to take him as deep as I
cockhead was in my mouth, and my lips could. I moved my hand to my pussy and
sealed around him. COURSING touched my clit. Just that little sensation
I sucked, and he smiled, while Jack slid was almost enough to send me over
into my pussy slowly from behind. THROUGH ME.” the edge as Baxter filled my throat with
“That’s the Prof,” Jack said in a husky his dick.
voice. “Wet and tight and ready.” He I strummed my clit again, then managed
to make soft, little circles. Another smack
from Jack, another plunging thrust, and
I came with a strangled cry as my pussy
spasmed crazily around his dick.
Baxter pulled free of my lips, panting.
“Almost lost it there, Prof. How about we
switch, Jack?”
Jack pulled free of me, and I felt his
absence as the aftershocks of my orgasm
continued to sound inside me.
The boys moved around me as I stayed
put in the center of the bed. The star of
the show. An amazing, amazing show.
Jack looked down at me and said, “Your
mouth is my favorite.” He shoved his cock
between my lips, plunging in fast and
deep, and I shuddered, sucking furiously
to get him off. I wanted him to come down
my throat. My fingers strayed back to my
clit as Baxter inched into my cunt. He was
taking his sweet time. One of his hands

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