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Meanwhile Jen got me and Alan hard again simply by wanking us and every now and then blowing each one of us a little, all three of us watched the other two in fascination. We told the two of them to lie on the table so we could see better they moved to the table and Bee knelt on it Bill grabbed her hips and immediately started pumping her pussy again. It did not take long until Bill started moaning and Bee let out a "AHH yes", after a few more thrusts Bill pulled out, now it was my turn Jen. ”Manoj ke hath hataaty hi Pooja ney soch ke ye to gadbad ho gaye ab us ki aag jo Manoj ne lagai thi kese bhjhy gi. Us ne sari position ko dobara sambhalny ki koshish ki.Pooja: apna haat kuy hataliya bhut accha lagraha tha, tum bhut accha malish kerte hoo.Manoj: bhabhi aapne thik hi kha mai bhut accha malish kerta hoon. Aap ke paas kaam kernese phele mai body malish ka hi kaam kerta tha. Mai her terh ki malish ker sakta hoon. Agar aap kehe to mai aapki bhi ker sakta hoon.Pooja: to phir kerone se. Hi Susan. Glad you could make it.Hi Marge. Hi Becky. My, you are growing into a beautiful woman, aren’t you?Thank you. I’m hoping to look like Mom.You couldn’t hope for better. Should we go ahead and jump in now, then do a little sunning? I’m so hot I might melt.Last one in is a rotten egg.Susan, our pool is private enough that we usually drop our tops for a better tan. That won’t bother you, will it?Uh, no, I suppose not. Is it ok if I keep mine on? I’m not quite ready to lose it.Certainly.. He sneezed and blew grains of rice all over Emma’s stomach and crotch. That caused Emma to burst into laughter all over again.Once Emma calmed down, she stood up and brushed herself off. Bruiser snagged the bits of rice up as they hit the floor.“Ok,” Emma said, hands on her hips. “Let’s go get the men in this house fed so we can play.”Emma picked up the bag and headed for the kitchen, Bruiser running behind and jumping up at the bag.Emma laid out the Chinese on the table then went to prepare.
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