I feel the frenzy explosion of exquisite sensation erupt. I moan through each thrust of Mystery man number two’s cock. This spurs them both on to go...hard, and faster. I’m grateful for it. My whirlwind of orgasm comes to a slow ending, they keep moving in and out of me. I let the idea of what we’re doing turn me on even more, though I’m not sure how it’s even possible. I’m finally being fucked in Mr. Reed’s office! “How about we change it up a little, my little slut?” Mystery man number one. With the hood of her clitoris peeled well back and the lips of her pussy tightly stretched apart by both her fingers and mine, there was nothing to prevent the full force of the catapulting elastic from inflicting itself on her tiny sex bud . I took a grip on the centre of the rubber band and pulled it up and away from her body like an archer drawing on a tiny bow . ' Get ready ' I warned her . I focused my eyes on her unsuspecting clit and paused to savor the moment. Images, sounds and words. Jennifer shook her head yes with a broken look in her eyes. I felt bad for her but her pussy was so tight as I slid in to her all the way to my balls. Kara kept the pace as I pulled out I saw the blood on my dick. The sight turned me on more than I thought possible. My dick was painfully swollen as I started to pick up the pace. Jennifer started to moan and grind against me as I started to drive into her faster and harder. Kara walked around and leaned in and kissed her hard and pulled. The current proprietor was Marybelle McGinty who was a cheerful auburn haired Lady with an ebullient manner and voluptuous frame to match. Always one with a nod and a wink, she was a breezy ray of sunshine on a cloudy day and everyone far and wide knew of her and the McGinty's General Store."Well," said the fifty year old owner as she nudged her assistant, a fraught looking middle aged woman called Estelle Walker who was as thin as a rake with a head of frizzy grey hair and the oddest pair of.
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