It smelled, not bad, but raw, like fresh untouched pussy. He quickly reached down and held my already open jaw down. His other hand moving swiftly he ...ammed the brown tinged glistening butt sponge in my mouth and shut my lower jaw, slamming a piece of duct tape over my lips. “Suck on that for a little” he said “you dirty fucking cunt”. I was panicked on the inside but the d**gs kept me nearly motionless. The hot thick juice dribbling down my throat, I had a hard time swallowing it but had no. I lay down, all while continuing to understand nothing, it was all like a dream. Olga leaned over and started kissing me on the lips, neck, forehead, cheeks, removed shirt, my excitement is driving me crazy, my dick is tearing my swimming trunks, she went below kissing my chest, stomach, shoulders, and I liked it very much , took off my shorts with my swimming trunks. My cock was standing at attention, she smiled and looked at me, I was just about to finish. Now she stood up and began to move. I noticed the scuff marks on his elbows and knees. The reddish dust contrasted with his black outfit. It had been a dry winter, and this was red soil country. I carefully walked around the front of my vehicle and examined the ground.I could see where he had crawled over the gutter and disturbed the dry leaf matter. I stepped carefully and tracked his movement back to the left side of the lorry. I took a couple of stills as I moved around. I looked back at my light post and determined that while. “you too” said John.Then I heard nothing, just a rarefied emptiness that didn’t seem to make sense. This empty void of a moment seemed to extend for too long and my curiosity got the better of me, so I crept out to look into the entrance hall.What greeted my eyes was both jealous and delicious. There was John, his towel dropped to the floor standing fully naked in full embrace with this guy Davo, and the pair of them devouring each others face. They were so into each other, their eyes were.
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