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She started gyrating her hips, moving in and out and around Jen’s depth. The girls screamed in ecstasy as Nadia moved in, she knew what to do. She hugged Alene’s back, her soft boobs pressing into Alene’s back. Nadia sent one hand to Alene’s right breast and started caressing it as her other hand made its way down and felt around, finding Alene’s lower lips.Alene looked at the girls below her through bliss-filled eyes, she was amazing, her boobs shaking and raising with her gasping breath, her belly showing the outline of the monstrous cock inside her. It was perfect, except for Jen’s cock. It stood there, erect, pulsating with anticipation, Alene knew what she had to do. She reached down and grabbed the pole with both hands, it was thick, but she didn’t care, she lifted it up and lowered her head, taking the head in her mouth, her tongue pressed down as what little space was left in her mouth was filled with Jen’s cock.“I don’t remember this part,” Jen moaned.Nadia got up and moved. "You shouldn't tease me." His voice was low and serious.She closed her eyes and rested her hands on his upper arms. "Why not?" Her hips started to rock in a gentle rhythm."I've been waiting all night long to see you." His hands moved higher, his thumbs moving in circles on her inner thighs. "I sat on that red-eye flight and thought about all the things I wanted to do with you." His hands crept upward. "To you."Serena bit her lip and continued to move her hips against him. When she opened her eyes, he was mesmerized as the sunlight danced in them. "I've missed the things you do to me." Really?" His hands moved higher still, and now he could feel the heat between her legs. With an effort, he kept his hands where they were. He wanted to feel her wetness and warmth with his fingers, then taste it, driving her on and over with his mouth. Soon, he promised himself."Yes." She dropped her head back, emphasizing the sleek line of her neck.Cody imagined how he would run his tongue down her neck.
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