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I was woken by butterfly kisses — on my eyes, nose, ears and lips, shoulders and neck — and by the movement of her body against mine as she kissed... me. I was still in her, still half-hard, but that rapidly became a full erection as I became fully aware of what she was doing to me, with her lips, her pelvic floor muscles and her body against mine."My turn, I think," she whispered, pushing me on to my back and straddling me.I was going to say that 'cowgirl' — Petra on top — was one of my favourite. The girls were so engrossed in what they were doing they didn’t know I was watching. Despite still having a fairly hefty headache to contend with my cock was reacting very urgently to what I was seeing. Suddenly Amy shrieked.“Oh my God, what the fuck are you doing home?”Sue jumped up and Amy quickly crossed her legs and held her arms across her chest.“Where do you get off spying on people you perv?”I laughed and said, “Some people might think that I wasn’t the one being perverted here. What. At this point I was rock hard and the only place I wanted my cock now was deep in her pussy. I looked down at her and said let me fuck you now. She took her head from my cock and I motioned her to come to the edge of the bed. My favorite position is to have a woman get there ass as close to the edge of the bed as possible, almost hanging off as I hold there legs. Dee was now in the position as I moved my cock to her large, red swollen pussy lips. My cock slid into her already soaking wet cunt. D. was kneeling behind Karen. Karen was on her knees on the floor with her arms and head on the couch. Her back was arched upwards, her butt was in the air. Mr. D. was holding his cock as he was slowly entering her. At that moment I wished I was in her position. I wish I was the one being fucked by that big hard fat cock. This was perfect, they couldn’t see me but I could watch them.Mr. D was slowly inching in to her. He now had both hands on her hips. “Ohhhhh, fuck”, Karen said.He was being.

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