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I quickly felt the same thing happen at the other end of the string and took heart that my opponent's cunt was just as sopping wet as my own. Both of us were down to two beads, then quickly one. The audience were beside themselves, cheering and encouraging the contestants. One woman had the hard cocks of the men on each side of her in her hands and was jerking them furiously as she cheered. This had to be the final push - we were neck and neck at the final turn! I went for it - I clenched my. The heart between my legs is pounding, the heart in my chest racing. My body is melting into you. We are one, we melted into each other’s arms and are moulded back as one. I feel fired up with this heated kiss that we share. You slowly start to pull away, bringing me back down to earth. You wrapped a towel around you coming off the bed and heading into the hall. I watched you and decided you weren’t getting away. I quickly come off the bed rushing behind you. As you enter the hall I softly push. Dirty old man, why did you take them off so slow, I bet you have felt and sensed all my body details under them”He laughed saying “maybe I did, would you blame a dirty old man for doing that? But I only felt the sides, where my fingers were pulling the panties, down, I was hoping to feel something else to see how soft or how hairy it was?”The son of a bitch wanted to feel my pussy, but I guess he did not dare do it, I giggled saying “well, it might be your bad luck, you chickened out, didn’t. We can't do this!"Natalie kissed her softly. Her lips tasted like wine. Then she ran her tongue between her lips as she slowly ground her pussy harder against Jillian's. Jillian was gasping for air. She whispered, "No... Stop... Please... My husband is downstairs!"Natalie kissed her again, this time longer. She let her hand slide back up her body and cupped her breast. Then she whispered back, "Shhhhh... They won't bother us... We're alone... Come with me."Jillian felt herself being pulled to.
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