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Beads of sweat had formed on her forehead. My eyes wandered up and down her body. The material between her legs had cut a line down the center of her plump lips. “I don't know about you, but I'm ready to get in,” Mark said. When I turned my head toward Mark, I saw the last thing I wanted him to see me looking party at. His dick had snaked under the narrow band of Speedo, practically around the curve of his oral hip. The bulbous head was clearly outlined. Damn it; I had that thing in my throat. Tabitha arched upward in a half sit up, rubbing her tight stomach. My boner couldn't be hidden. I took three long strides and dove into the pool, swimming under the water all the way to the far end of the oval pool. When I surfaced, gasping for breath, I threw my arms over the side and hung there. The cold water hadn't done anything toward shrinkage, gangbang yet. My bowed erection stood straight up. I pulled the elastic waistband out and freed the Hardcore top half of my cock. This was not what I had expected. I thought Mark invited me over so we could talk a little bit about what happened yesterday. We'd figure out where things stood between us. Instead, the siblings put on a freak show designed to make me horny enough to fuck anything. Mark popped up behind me. I pressed my groin against the side of the pool to hide my exposed cock. He moved close, partially behind me and partially at my side. “Sorry 'bout that,” he said and gestured toward the sound of Tabitha's pop music. “She won't bug us anymore. She's face down now, working on skin cancer.” “Oh, that's okay, it didn't bother me.” Hell no, I got to watch you grind your package into her ass groove. “She's such a tease,” Mark said. “One of these teen days it's gonna get her in trouble.” She gangbang could feel her pussy getting hotter and wetter. She was perfect. “Oh, fuck Robbie, you feel so good” she moans loudly. "I'm thinking. Things were perfect, and she wouldn't change it for anything. I would nod slowly and thoroughly. I sucked and sucked, drinking down load after party load of his salty jizz. When she composed herself, she looked me straight in the eyes and said, “That’s a good one, even if not very difficult. Karen wanted to see what she could get away with said, "Please take my boot off." “Uh-huh!” I said. They lay on a collection of pillows and blankets oral scattered across the hallway floor. A bead ran down her thighs. Someone else asked if they could drink from me. My Master agreed. She shook her head, her dark hair Hardcore swaying about the blue polo she wore. Her enjoyment was obvious; she groped her breasts and pinched her teen nipples, moaning longer and louder. “Oh, God—Matt; I’m…I’m cumming again. Red light flickered.