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Wedding Cake Island - Part 1

Date: 10/12/2014, Categories: Group Sex, Author: blin18, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

more. When finally there was no more she reluctantly withdrew his dick, giving it a few parting licks in case there was any she had missed (there wasn’t). Our eyes met and I could see that she understood what I had done. She mouthed a thank you and then shuffled forwards on her knees to kiss me; exploring her mouth with my tongue I could taste the salty-sweet residue of Spike’s cum and was momentarily saddened that I wouldn’t get to swallow any myself. Rupali broke away from our kiss and like the typical teenager that she is, she had to share her experience verbally before it became real. “Oh my God, how could I have not done that before?” “I know.” “It was like drinking from a fire hose. It just wouldn’t stop. I forgot to swallow and …” “I know” “Oh, and the taste,” her eyes rolled in recalled ecstasy, “… just … YUM! Right?” “I know” “And I made it do that. Me !” she marvelled. “Not like when you just let a guy fuck you and he does all the work and then comes. I made him come. What I did made him come.” I thought she was downplaying my part in it, but I didn’t disagree. “I know.” I was smiling at her now, enjoying her exhilaration as much as she enjoyed herself. She gave me a serious look. “You helped too,” then broke into giggles. I held up my thumb and forefinger close together. Just a little . A finger snaked between my thighs and started rubbing my pussy through my bikini. I reached behind and swatted Spike’s wrist. “You need a lesson in foreplay, young man!” I admonished. “Ooooh!” Rupali chirped, putting up her hand. “Can I be your crash test dummy?”