Sitting in that bar, with you, two single ladies on the prowl, we fell for the same guy, a ****, long-haired Adonis and we flirted with him shamelessly until finally you turned to me and whispered shall we take him home with us? And so we did...
In moonshadows, we undressed him together, and then I undressed you, watched those two lovely ******* descend from their cage, watched your eyes widen with lust and amazement, the shudder of your thighs as I slipped your ******* down and knelt before you to press my lips against your soft mound, lapping at your nectar.
When the soft ******* sigh released from your lips, I turned to the Adonis and offered you to him, watched as he lifted you in his strong arms and lowered you onto his throbbing ****. You beckoned for me to join you and I couldn't resist your charm. As he gently laid you down on the couch, your legs spread into the air, his body slamming into you, I ****** gently on your ripe perked *******. When his body shuddered into ****** and he withdrew, I slid down to the floor pressed my lips against your netherlips and drank of your sweet nectar mingled with his.
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