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"ForGodSake!" Juicy panted. "I'll be nice, from now on! Just -" he screamed with relief as Right Angel's mouth covered his dick and the boy release the pressure.It took a couple minutes for Juicy to stop shaking and twitching and Left Angel had to help him stay upright. Right Angel stood and shared a passionate, messy kiss with his brother. Then they both turned on Juicy and shared his own jizz with him."So fucking hot!" Sweetcakes moaned. He got up suddenly, and sat on my dick again facing me, kissing me.I guessed what he wanted and pointed roughly in the direction I thought Bunny was in. I pulled Sweetcakes down on top of me and a moment later, another cock slid up his ass beside mine."Oh My God!" Jhon gasped."I'm not gonna last, papa!" Bunny growled. "He's too tight!"Sweetcakes whispered something I didn't get. Then he moaned and arched like he wanted to nuzzle Bunny and I at the same time. "Fill me, papa! We all come together!" Oh yeah, papa!" Bunny groaned.I had no objections. At. She seldom found my penis in its uninflated state. She always turned me on so I was almost always either partially or fully erect.In this case, she relished taking me from flaccid to erect. Kelly was so talented, orally, that she had me rock solid before the tub was filled with hot water. Once I was hard, she looked up at me with her hazel/blue eyes and my cock in her mouth. Since my phone was in the other room and I couldn’t capture the moment. I took her hands and gently pulled her to her feet.She kissed me quite soundly before we clambered into the tub. We sat side by side holding hands just soaking up the heat. We turned on the jets for a bit just to loosen our tight leg muscles; we had walked another seven-plus miles that day. That’s when we became amorous again, kissing and groping each other until the water started to cool.We got out of the bath and dried each other thoroughly. Kelly crawled to the center of the king-size bed and waited for me to join her. I went to the foot.
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