Chapter 40: Comrades, Part 9

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Michael Bending over Greg, her p***y's beautifully presented to me, her peachy ass wriggling, wet and dripping with foam. Let's get you wriggling some more.... Easing inside her, I reach around to entertain myself with her clit. She responds beautifully, her cunt clutching at me as I play with her, and muffled squeals coming through her mouthful of Greg's c**k. Greg's watching her, partly where he's shoved into her face, partly where I'm f*****g her to the rear. As I give an extra tweak to her clit, she sings out through her gagged mouth, and it tips him over the edge, spurting over her tongue. At the last moment, he pulls free, to twitch a final salvo over her face. And now, her mouth is free. She's wailing her arousal, her flesh shivering around me. She's loving it. Her four 'guest

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