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Brushing the erect nipples of her ample breasts with her fingers she moved her right hand slowly down over her flat tummy to her mound. Her fingers stretched out to rest on the hood of her clitty. Julia was on fire now. Her forefinger found her button and she groaned softly. She was with Charles and Annette now.Somehow she had found herself on their bed fully dressed stretched out with Annette sat astride her waist and holding down her hands. Charles was busy attaching ropes to the bedposts. She asked what was going on but no one said anything but Julia already knew what they were up to; in a few moments, her wrists would be secured to the bedposts. Annette slipped off the bed and began to slowly undress her husband. Julia watched as stripped him of his shirt. “She needs a good fucking, darling,” she told him as she tugged down his trousers.Julia saw his erection come into view and watched as Annette knelt down and took it in her mouth. Annette looked up at her. “Just making him nice. I fucked Cyndi up the ass harder, pounding my shaft into her tight bum-hole as Cyndi's buttocks thumped faster up and down into the bed.I rolled onto my back, dragging Cyndi with me so that her spread legs were facing the camera. That way her tight cheeks were wedged around my hard shaft as it plunged into her oiled hole, again and again. I rammed my cock into her, getting ready to cum as Cyndi moaned with her own orgasm. But we were a porn movie--I grunted into Cyndi's ear."Jerk me off," I said. "Just like in the movies. Jerk my cum over your tits."Cyndi let out a wail of ecstasy as she lifted her ass, pulling my orgasmic cock out of it. She reached between her legs, stuffing the dildo into her cunt and holding it there with her pussy muscles so she could get my cock with both hands. I groaned as I felt Cyndi's grip jerking my cock up and down and then my cock exploded in cum! A thick stream of jizz shot into Cyndi's hand and splashed past it, over her tits and face. I reached up.
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