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It wasn’t long before I was totally lost in Scarlett and, looking up at her, I thought she was sharing the same experience with me. We moved together, our timing sheer perfection, our rapture unparalleled. Scarlett paused for several seconds before she totally lost it. I’d seen that dozens of times before so I thought I knew what to expect. Wrong again! Her orgasm was much more intense than anything I had seen in the past and I’d seen her have some really strong ones. Her body seemed to move in three or four directions at the same time as her scream shattered the still night and when the orgasm had ended she continued to make incredible love to me and with me. I couldn’t believe public it! We were working hard Hardcore for each other and for ourselves—so hard that we were a sweaty mess when she came for the second time—no scream, only a mighty and long exhalation that ended only when her lungs were totally empty. I drove into her, lifting her bodily as I sprayed her uterus with my party seed. Her head on my chest, she spoke softly. “I missed that last night. Promise me we’ll never spend another night apart.” “I’d love to, but you know I can’t. What would we do if I had to leave town for teen business and you had two young children to care for? I can promise that I’ll keep our times apart to an absolute minimum and that I’ll love you to the maximum whenever we’re together which I pray will be almost every day.” That must have satisfied her because she moved up, her oozing cunt making a total mess of my thigh, by the time she kissed me. Her head was on my chest when she softly asked, “Sean, darling? Did you see me speaking with Ginny at the party?” She continued once she had seen me nod. “She asked me if they could have their wedding amateur here and I kind of agreed. I’m sorry, but I got carried away.” I was idly stroking her hair when I replied. “No need to apologize; did you tell her we’d pay for the canopy and the deejay?” She rose from my chest so she could look into my eyes. “I…I couldn’t do that. It wouldn’t be right.” “Well, tell her that the next time you talk with her and don’t wait too long. They have a lot of planning to do. Paul has done so well managing his crew that he’s making us a fortune every day.” The only duty on my mind was to get back to Khao Lak and buy bigger condoms before nightfall. My breasts jiggled beneath me. Flesh slapped flesh. I told her I was well past that stage amateur and enjoyed bi-sexual experiences, which really piqued the interest of both of them. Then she public knelt down before me. My cock bulged my skirt right before her face. For a test, I had Conner and Lisa get on the lounger. Too late buddy. She was so damp the huge cock began to enter her shaft easily and having busted her teen hymen weeks earlier she fed the massive organ into her teen body. “You’re in heaven sweety” says the one in the middle. I was having a hard time thinking straight. So I knew my father was not kidding around with his request. I bet he wanted to fuck her. “Damn,” Clint groaned as my lover bobbed her mouth up and down his shaft. “Yes!” Zinaida hissed. Here? “Well, I didn’t want to say anything about it. I pulled up to me and hugged her and thanked her for the ride. She blurted out. She reached down and felt her panties and they were soaked with her cum. Viola: Jenny not only do I Hardcore like having sex now, but I also like the closeness that results from having sex. He loved her too. Her tits felt so soft against mine and Dad's dick was so hard between us. Her hair hung to her waist, framing a oval face and full lips. Evan got to the door and reached for the handle, but Lana blocked him. "Dr. Lawrence, I hope you don't have a rectal thermometer in that bag." “Yeah, true enough.” I nodded, looking out the window pensively. “Ok, so what are the letters of the alphabet?” I asked, having returned with party the girls to the kitchen.