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The orgasm was intense and long as I sucked her clit between my lips and held her tight.I felt her relax and her thighs parted slightly as the climax washed away. I moved up her body and kissed her, pushing my tongue into her mouth as she wrapped her arms around me. We lay in a tight embrace for a few moments."Did you enjoy that?" I asked with a knowing grin."Oh, yeah..." she giggled."Ready to try something else?" I teased as the head of my hardening cock pressed into her."Yes..." she whispered nervously.I reached down with my hand and spread her little fold apart as the tip of my cock pushed into her opening. She was very wet and I felt the slight pressure give way as I gently pushed in. Slowly, I worked my swollen head inside of her, rocking it back and forth as she opened up and took more on each push. My cock was squeezed as it moved deeper and deeper until I had the full length buried inside of her. I stopped moving and let her tight little body adjust."Are you okay?" I asked.. Shelby laid her head back as Lisa’s mouth began to climb higher on her leg. She looked back at Jase, smiled when she saw him began to stroke again, turned her head towards Shelby, then slid her tongue inside of her wet lips. Shelby’s moan filled the room as Lisa licked her in the way only another woman can. Jase watched Shelby grip the bed and crumple the sheet in her hand as she approached another orgasm. Lisa pulled her mouth away only to have Shelby grab the back of her head and pull her to her swollen lips. “Please,” Shelby whispered, “please don’t stop.”“I will be right back,” replied Lisa. “Just rub for a few seconds.”Shelby whimpered but began to rub herself as Lisa stood up, walked over to Jase, kissed him, went to her bag, retrieved something, then went back to the bed. “She tastes good doesn’t she Daddy?” she asked.Before she focused her attention on Shelby again, she looked at Jase and held up a shiny plug. She smiled as she coated it with lube then winked. As she turned.
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