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I walked towards the bed , put her down , got on top of her and started kissing her on her neck . She was breathing heavily and was letting out soft moans. I proceeded to her ear and started nibbling on the lobes gently whilst her hand was pressing my cock. I had always fantasised about giving her a bath and so I stripped her , she was in my favourite cherry red lingerie. She removed my jeans using her mouth and as my cock sprung out , she didn’t delay even for a second and ran her tongue down my entire shaft. We walked towards the bathroom as we continued our sensuous kiss and once we were there , I started feasting on those insanely awesome tits and starting biting her erect pink nipples . She had gone mad and was pulling my hair , scratching my back and moaning as I did that.She had untied her hair and having done that , she seemed like an angel who had descended down on Earth. I turned on the shower and started rubbing her clit. She too was stroking my hard dick , she bent down. He moved toward me, opening his mouth. I grabbed his hair pulling him toward me. I took my hardening cock and placed it at his lips. Still he didn't open.I slapped him up side his head. As he opened his mouth in shock, I shoved my cock in all the way. As he gagged slightly, I told him "Do NOT let me feel your teeth."Dave closed his mouth, lips wrapped around my cock head. Looking at me, I told him "SUCK" I felt him sucking lightly "See, it doesn't hurt, nothing to taste. Yet" I said with a smirk.As Dave sucked on my cock, I asked Sally if there was anything in particular she wanted us to do."Well," she responded "You can pretty much do whatever you want. I'd like to see you suck him, him suck you, I'd really enjoy watching you fuck his asshole" Dave began violently shaking his head "No", but never let my cock out of his mouth."Sally, why don't you take your clothes off, and lay on the bed" I told her. Now it was her turn to be hesitant. "Sally, do it now, please" I said. She took off.
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When the water stopped, I heard her slipping into something, then brushing her teeth. A few minutes later, the door opened. She had her hair wrapped in a towel and wore a short, see-through, light blue nightie with black lace panties. She might as well been in the buff for all her garment covered. Once discreet when ogling her in the office, I showed no such discretion now. Not that I could, what with her firm, bullet-shaped boobs practically jumping out at me and her lovely legs bare almost to her hips. ‘I guess you never thought you’d see my like this,’ she said, her face shy and funny. ‘I’m not trying to seduce you—it’s what I normally wear to bed.’ ‘For not trying, you’re doing one hell of a job.’ She giggled. ‘Now it’s my turn.’ ‘To seduce me?’ ‘Ha ha. No, to shower.’ She blow-dried her hair while I showered, brushed my teeth and then slipped on a pair of boxer shorts. Seeing her in her current stage of undress had aroused me, producing an erection that lasted through my.

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