Jim stared at the blonde tit-fucking him, sucking like his enlarged member was ambrosia. There was no way Jim was going to let himself spurt now but the girl was so damn good. She was getting really into it, using her right hand to squeeze her nipples together - but where was her left hand? He should have guessed; she was frigging herself into a frenzy. He looked at the others, his girlfriend had happily locked lips with Dana, her long-time shopping partner: They always went together. Jim thought how apt that thought was. The others were just the same, execpt his girls sister. She was just getting into the pool. He brought his attention back to the blonde and his imminent orgasm. He tried to turn her over but the massive tits she sported acted as floatation balloons, so he took what he could and bent her over the pool edge, making her rest on her tits. Wasting no time he slid his monster into her pussy, made wet by her ministrations. Or was it the water in the pool? He hardly cared for either detail save the fact that he could easily fuck her. Gods alive. She was so tight Jim thought he'd hurt her but she evidently didn't care a jot, frenzied that she was. So frenzied, she was cumming already and thrashed against him wildly. She moaned and wailed sweet nothings, bouncing the top of herself with the massive mammaries she was leaning on and squeezed her nipples hard enough to leave the surrounding flesh whitened. And then she passed out. Shit. But there was always his girl, no wait, she was really fucking Dana now - best not interrupt - and Gail, his girls youngest sister, was staring lustfully his way. Pulling out of the blonde, whom he had pushed onto the poolside, he made his way to Gail. A different kettle of fish to the blonde, Gail shoved him onto the poolside and mounted him.
Tue Dec 21 11:08:26 2004
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