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I gave my husband’s dick a final, puckered kiss, then turned my attention to my sister-wife. I treasured their incestuous passion. It was so kinky.Her fingers pumped in and out of her, her tangy musk filling my nose as her cream trickled down her wrist. I licked it up, my tongue drawing up to her fingers. She buried them into her twat, guiding me to her juicy folds. I licked and fluttered my tongues about her digits, loving the flavor of her.“Ooh, you’re eating Mistress’s pussy,” Zanyia purred. “Make her feel amazing. She’s going to fix you.”“I am,” gasped Kora as I fluttered my tongue against her clit, reaching past her wrist to brush it. “Rithi’s beautiful gaze and inspiring radiance, I will!”“I know,” I moaned.I shifted again, Kora’s tangy musk lingering on my tongue, and turned my attention to Zanyia. Her tail fluttered back and forth faster and faster as she pleasured herself. She wiggled her hips, whimpering and moaning her delight as she frigged both her holes.It was so hot. I pulled out and flipped her over. Her white butt stuck up at me as her knees fell clumsily together beneath her. She looked back at me as I knelt down, pulled her ass cheeks apart and buried my tongue in her asshole. She was a little dirty, but I didn't care. It was kinda hot actually. I cleaned her with a quick lick and ate at her hole hungrily."Ohhh my godd..." She moaned. "Max never did that to me." She meant her deceased husband. I liked bringing something new to her, sex acts from my generation. I pushed my thumb inside her shiny pussy, applying pressure to her g-spot, eliciting loud moaning from her. She pushed her face down into the comforter and her butt began to quiver as I darted my tongue inside her ass and pumped my thumb into her pussy.Five minutes prior to that I came to the door, two days after fucking her in the kitchen for the first time. It was taboo and hot and seems like I'd fantasized about fucking her again all day and night since then. I knew my buddy John.
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Maleeka didn’t dis- appoint me. On the little carved wood night table next to the bed was a small bottle of something. She picked it up and rubbed it into her chest. Maleeka was a pro at this, like I expected. “It’s from Africa. The natives use it for anal sex, but it’s also perfect for this.” She used two hands to swirl the slimy liquid around. She obviously loved touching herself. I didn’t mind watching; the sight made my boner all the more eager for what was to come. She recapped the bottle and assumed the position again. I put my dick back between those twin beauties and she pushed them closed with her hands. It was a lot better this time. The oil made her titflesh into the smoothest possible container for me to get off in. I pumped my rod up and down. It slid like a skate on ice. Seeing the white tip poke up re- peatedly from between those black mounds excited me unbelievably. Her, too, evidently. She stared.

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