I was to busy to bother what they were on about until I felt the bed move, something being pushed in my bum, feeling a cold liquid be squirted in. I a...tempted to raise my head from, Maggies pussy, to slow, she shut her legs, clamping my head between her thighs so I couldn't move. I felt Sharron's hands on my arse, spreading my cheeks,she gave my balls a squeeze, then the the tip of the strap on probing my arse hole. Thank god it wasn't the one she'd fucked Maggie with, much thinner. It pushed. His cock plunged over and over into my convulsing twat. He grunted as he buried into me. He filled my pussy over and over.“Yes, yes, that's it!” I moaned. “Daddy, cum in me!”I writhed beneath him, holding him tight. My pussy massaged him. The pleasure rippled through me. The sparks burned through my mind. It was incredible. My thoughts blazed with ecstasy. They consumed my thoughts.“Cum in me, Daddy! Please!”He pulled away from me as I reached the pinnacle of my orgasm. I gasped as he broke. After all, they were straight and who knows what the tabloids would have done if they had seen this little show. But when Shelley realized it was me, she stood up and walked over to help me. I could see that she had a huge grin on her face and the streaks of Kirstie's pussy juice covered her mouth."Still a voyeur after all these years, huh Martin?" Shelley said as she bent down and took my hand helping me up. She had straightened out her skirt but I could still see the wet spot she had made in. Her nipples stood up in excitement and glistened in my saliva. Her pussy, which I couldn’t take my eyes off, was so smooth and clean shaven. Her pussy lips were thick and pink as I touched it she wriggled. I cupped her breasts with my hand and brought my mouth around one of the nipples and flicked it with my tongue. I started to lick it all over and moved onto the other breast. I did the same while my hand squeezed the other breast. “Oh babyyyyyy…oooohhhh……..”, she moaned I again squeezed.
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