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I watched as he held his lund and began to spray me washing his cum from my face and body. The urine felt warm, cleansing and I wanted it to keep flowing but it stopped too soon.He turned the shower on and soaped and rinsed me. And then wrapping one arm around me used his other hand to begin to jack me off. I could only reach around and steady myself holding his bare thighs. I felt trapped in his clutches and controlled by his hand.Raja was there watching the two of us, a beer in one hand and. Once I opened the door I felt my blood boiling. There was Jennifer, wearing her little lavender silk nightgown that barely covered her firm ass, lying down on the couch talking on the phone watching Jerry Springer. I took a deep breath before saying anything. I walked in slowly and she seemed to ignore me."Yes! I know and I had told her that her ass is too big!" Jennifer commented to one of her girlfriends.I walked right passed her and she still didn't say anything to me. Not even look at me. Um..folks are at work. They shoulde home after five.Before I had the chance to rearrange my shorts, she turned, extendingher hand. “Nice to meet you Rick!” she answered, smiling as her eyesglossed over the bulge in my pants. “I just thought you could usesomething sweet while you unpack. Chocolate chip! Fresh baked this morning.”“Gee….thanks! Thanks again! ” I said smiling back, trying unsuccessfullynot to stare at her blouse, which seemed to be fighting a losing battleto stay buttoned.“Hey! If. I pulled my cock out of my wife's mouth and shot my load all over her face and mouth. Alex slid up and placed his cock into my wife and began fucking her with great force.As if on cue, Melanie let out a huge moan as Sara placed two fingers in her cunt while licking her clit. Tim had her pulled into his chest and was holding her tits from behind as Melanie did her best to continue standing. The sound lf the moan caused Ray to look up. She was stunned at what she saw. She remained speechless..
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