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Solution. Coming to grips with the loss of a comrade.
You finish her off." We all look at each other and at Carl in surprise. I shrug and head over to the other bed, pushing you onto your back. With a nudge from me, your legs separate wide and I slide my bone-hard cock into your sopping twat. I follow your lead, marveling that I am finally fucking Anne Wynn, my obsession. You lay before me in beautiful agony and I thrust into you with enthusiasm, enjoying the way your breasts swing and your breathing intensifies. You looked just like all of my fantasies, only more beautiful.
You re-establish a rhythm. You're breathing carefully, touching yourself, working yourself back up to that extraordinary climax. Your back is arched and I look down, enjoying the sight of my slick cock sliding in and out of you, your legs straining wide, your clit swollen in response to your frantic ministrations. You suddenly grab the sheets on the bed and violently slam your crotch against mine, moaning with every stroke as your body tenses in anticipation.
My wife is watching and idly masturbating. Carl is watching us and watching Julie, and his hardon returns just as your long-awaited orgasm takes violent control of all of the muscles in your body. I have not come yet, but you are spent, submissive. Carl and I pick you up off the bed and lower you onto my lap, dripping juices all over the hair on my legs. I am forcing my way into your ass, forcing Carl' come all over my cock and balls. You are beyond resistance. Carl wonders aloud how much come you can take. He maneuvers in front of me and enters you. We catch our rhythm and I hiss into your ear that I can feel his cock inside you, that you are here to feel our cocks and receive our come. You are doing nothing but hanging on as we push and pull you between us, discussing how we should speed up and slow down without any participation from you.
Your head is lolling but you can hear me whispering how beautiful you are when you are filled with our cocks and our come. I tell you how much I loved fucking you and what it feels like to have your tight ass gripping my cock, the way his prick feels sliding along the underside of mine as he pulls you close. I tell you I love the feel of your breasts under my hands as I pull you down onto me and release you to Carl's pull. I tell you I am enjoying the delicately beautiful smell of your hair despite the turgid stench of sex in the air. I tell you that I will never forget the feeling of your thighs on mine in this perversely intimate embrace. I tell you how proud of you I am that you can do this, take both Carl and I at the same time. I tell you how I love the way your muscles tense and relax as you get fucked.
By this time Julie is standing over us, masturbating furiously. You reach out and curl your fingers, and she grabs your wrist and works your fingers into her pussy. You are a toy for our pleasure, wrenched around as Carl and I begin to lose control. You can feel our balls moving up high and tight, and you are dimly aware of the wet sloppy sounds your body is making as your orgasms begin arriving with each stroke. You whimper helplessly as Carl' bush grinds against your swollen clit in a frenzied rhythm. You feel the jolting explosion of my orgasm, the fluids leaking onto our thighs, the bed. This is followed immediately with a staggering orgasm from Carl. He pulls away, still spurting all over your belly and breasts, and you collapse forward in his lap, barely conscious. I pull out with an obscene pop and a fresh rush of come is released from your body. The air is choking with body smells and you lay forward, exhausted. Carl's cock, at half-mast and. inches from your face, reeks of sperm and girl-come.
I collapse backward on the bed to catch my breath, but my erection has not subsided.