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She wore a pearl necklace and earing's. I told her how pretty she was and I think she blushed through the thick layer of foundation. I tuned the clock... radio on the night stand to some cheesy station and asked her if she would like to dance, of course she said. I put my arms on around her waist and she put hers over my shoulder and we slowly moved back and forth as I savored her perfume. Our lips again touched as we swayed to the music, as we made out I found a back zipper on her blouse and. That one word was all I needed. I understood the meaning plain and clear. I bent down and swept her legs up into my arms and carried her back down the hallway to her bedroom.I was glad at that moment that I had spent all those hours in the gym, working out and getting buff. I was on the high school wrestling team as well as played football, so I had to be in good shape. And it served me well then and now as I carried my trophy to her room to enjoy her further.Karen laid her head on my shoulder. As I kneeled down to attack Dee's pussy, Justin suddenly stopped sucking me off. I was kind of disappointed that he had stopped. He got up on the bed and fed his cock to Dee, who sucked it like it was the last cock on earth. After a few minutes of eating Dee, she squirted all over my face. I loved that sweet liquid and lapped up as much as I could. Justin came to me and started to kiss me and lick up all Dee's juices. Dee then got up and got me to lay on my back on the bed. I did and she got up. ” “Wanna feel them? Hold on, let’s do this. Wanna go to my bedroom?” she asked almost playfully and she wore a smile which I could not resist. She took my hand in hers and I followed her sexy looking gown covered figure over to the stairs. We went on up. I watched her ass and figure all the way up it. I couldn’t believe I was doing this but it was a fantastic feeling to me. We headed to her room. Once in it, she turned around. “Can I take off your shirt?” she said. I could tell she was anxious.

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