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So, that is how I left, once again bringing my hungry vagina home for Tom to ravage. I fumbled to unlock the door and realised that it was one in the morning. I had no clue that we had partied that long. I entered the house only to hear a car door from outside. Moments later, Dustin came in the front door, smiled and gave me a warm hello as he explained that Shane had hooked up with an old girl friend and that they were catching up on their lives so he decided to turn in. Dustin and I were in my kitchen speaking softly as to not alert Tom. I could tell that Dustin had quite a buzz going on himself and now he was making it obvious that he was checking me out.He would look directly at my tits and not look away for four or five seconds before bringing his eyes back up to mine. I would normally have been a bit uncomfortable but with the booze, this was doing it for me. I thought secretly that I would make a little extra noise just for him, once Tom and I got rocking. We both decided to. “E-Etta…er…what….what are you after?” She didn’t even answer, pushing me down onto the toilet seat, while searching the inside of my mouth with her tongue. I pushed her short dress up to her wais and was surprised to find that she was wearing no underwear. She moved slowly, spreading her thighs wide and sliding herself down, so that my rock hard cock slid fully up her. “Oh fuck….,” I groaned, trying to keep my noises to a minimum in case anyone walked in. Etta’s face was twisted in a fierce grimace as she vigorously drove herself up and down in my lap. I brushed aside her long, brown hair to kiss her neck as she leaned into my shoulder. “W-Why did you surprise me like that?” “I’ve been gagging for a fuck since we got off the plane,” Etta gasped as she continued to grind her hips against me. “Aaargh!” she cried out as, at the same time I felt a flood of wetness soaking my balls. She leaned into me for a few seconds, resting her head on my shoulder, breathing deeply. “Did you cum?” she.
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