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I flicked my tongue across Susan's clit and felt her body jerk. I started darting my tongue in and out of her pussy. I would lick deep then run my ton...ue across her clit.Susan held onto the headboard and started grinding her cunt against my face. She was really moaning now and moving her head throwing her hair back and forth. I started concentrating on her clit. Licking it then sucking on it. When I bit down lightly Susan's body went stiff."Oh God Yes I am going to cum. MAKE ME CUM SISSY. “I know.” I smirked.We rode in silence to the club. I glanced over at Rochelle a few times to see her deep in thought. As I parked, I looked over at her.“You sure you’re ready for this?” I asked.Rochelle nodded, but not as confidently as before.“Good. I have all sorts of plans for you tonight. Let’s go.” I said, opening my door and going around to her side. She looked up at me, a bit worried as opened her door and led her to the club entrance.The receptionist eyeballed me a little bit as we. He was looking forward to introducing her to the delights of group sex.Cathy, for her part, had found she was comfortable not only with a new cock sliding into her in the shape of Jane's husband Bill. But also enjoyed her first girl on girl time with Jane, something she had never even considered before today.Tom looked across at Cathy and smiled, he had become very fond of her, she seemed to be up for any sexual advances he or his friends made towards her. He also knew she wasn't adverse to. As she stood I noticed her clit poking further out of her slit, her arousal was apparent and it aroused me further.Amy stepped up to me, pulled my hands away from my cock and put my hands on her tits, “I want this Dan,” Amy said, “I want to have sex with you, I want to make you feel good, and I want to feel good. I want to feel you inside me, your hands all over me, I have wanted you since we met.”I kneaded her tits while looking into her eyes. He voice was rock solid, no hesitation, and.
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