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Sally felt wonderful. Not just because her tits were being licked and her cunt had just
Sally felt wonderful. Not just because her tits were being licked and her cunt had just
had a finger up inside its horny depths. What made her feel best was a sudden feeling that, at least for now, John seemed to be his old self. There was a real warmth, a happy- go-lucky affection coming from him, kindling her passion as much as the touch of his hands and tongue. When he had her panting with arousal, John stood up and made Sally take his place on the couch. He positioned her so that her ass cheeks were poised right on the edge of the seat, her cunt thrust out, her legs spread wide. Her cunt gaped lewdly at him through the obscene opening in the short pants of the nightgown. When Sally hooked her fingers in the waistband and raised her ass off the couch so that she could pull off the panties, John stopped her "No," he said. "I like it the way it is. It may sound kinky but those corny panties turn me on. Well and good, Sally thought. If they turned him on enough to get him to fuck her regularly, she'd buy a dozen pair. John was standing in front of her. She watched him undress. His shirt went first, baring his broad, powerfully-muscled chest. Then his pants and last his underwear. She stared at his naked cock. Sally had always been a little in awe of John's cock. It was so big! She hadn't been a virgin when they met. She had known plenty of other cocks before, which was why she was so impressed by his. She loved it. It was long and broad, hardening to a kind of firm rubbery texture that was able to plunge deep into her cunt without hurting her tender tissues. She watched John handle the big shaft, saw it grow harder and longer as he massaged the smooth prick. She saw the head enlarge until it flared out from the stalk behind it. |
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