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Toni released the grip on Jo’s head and she collapsed exhausted face down on the bed. Covered in sperm and sweat, her bottom glowing bright pink.“...ou’re not finished yet sweetheart” The two men dragged her limp body so that her head hang backwards off the edge of the bed. Toni went first, he bent down and fed his dick into Jo’s mouth, he fucked her throat until he started to cum. Jo worked his cock with her usual humming sound “mmmm…mmmmm….mmmmm” Toni let go of his load, some of it spilled out. She wore a black crop top and a blue short with high heels. She made her hair and was looking like a model. I also dressed nicely to compliment her, and we went to the city for dinner.After dinner, she wanted to explore more so we went to a casino. I know a few games very well as I keep visiting the casino from time to time. She was impressed by my gaming skills and we both were behaving like very very close friends.We were hugging and touching which never was the case back in India. I asked. She went ahead, opened her mouth and took most of his cock deep into her mouth. Her lips closed around the base of his cock and sucked at it slowly she began to pull back. Her tongue running circles around the shaft of his cock. Repeating this several times, each time taking more and more cock deep into her throat. Her head moving side to side as she sucked his fat cock. She reached over and found the next cock with her hand without stopping sucking on Tony’s cock. The cock belonged to. John told her to lie on her back. Susan knew what that meant. John wasn't really that good at this but what he is good at is the end bit. He poured some oil on his hands and started at her neck. He is a really strong man but can be ever so gentle. He needed the muscles in her neck slowly going back and forth. Susan recalled how she felt at that moment. If it hadn't been for the scent of the oil the scent would have been her cunny. She could feel her juices on her leg. Susan suspected at times.
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