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I couldn’t control myself and began kissing His chest. I did so as I fumbled for His belt and button of His slacks. I stopped kissing His chest long enough to slide His slacks down and off, with His help of lifting His feet, one at a time. The outline of His cock was evident in His underwear and honestly, the size scared me! He was HUGE and wasn’t even fully hard! I sprung back to my feet and resumed kissing His chest as I wrapped my arms tightly around His waist. “Maybe if I didn’t see it” I joked to myself, “then it might not really be that big.”I am only 5’ 4” and 120 lbs! I’m not built for that! At this point, I realized that I was totally naked and didn’t even remember removing my bra. Did He take it off? Did I? I had no idea! I continued kissing His chest when he spoke.“Take off my underwear”, He said slowly, yet left no doubt that it was a directive. I released my bear-hug that I had around His waist and stepped back. I put my fingers into the top of the waistband of His. Her juices began to flow out, soaking poor Tiffany as she continued to eat her. "God, yes!" Cheryl cried out. "I'm cumming on your face Tiff." With that she began bucking her hips uncontrollably, her arms flailing around the bed as the waves of pleasure took her over the top again and again. Her first time was definitely one to remember. Her squirting covered Tiffany's face and left a rather large wet spot in the center of the bed as her juice flowed out. Slowly her hips began to stop rolling as her orgasm subsided. "Dear God, that was incredible," Cheryl said. "Get on your back, Tiff. I want to eat some pussy." Tiffany did as she was told, but before she allowed Cheryl her first taste of pussy, she caught my eye. Tiffany was making a circle with her index finger and thumb and poking it with her other index finger. She pointed at the box of condoms and at Cheryl. I knew what she wanted, but before I could do that she wiggled her finger for me to come over. Before I could get a condom.
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