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Laurie Chandler: Hot pants typist

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Anyway, his prick was throbbing, as Carrie continued to rub it. She was rubbing his balls wildly, and he was getting ready to fuck her. His cock was poised right up above her cunt, and I knew that he was going to give her a really wild fuck.

I saw Carrie spread her legs. "C'mon, big boy, my cunt is hot for you! Fuck me, baby! Ohhh, fuck me with that fucking hard cock!"

She clasped her hand around his penis and pulled it into her cunt. His prick head slid between the folds of her pussy, and I saw him plunge his tool all the way up her slit.

He started to pump her real hard. His balls slapped around, pounding against her pussy hairs. Their nude bodies rolled and twisted together as he smashed into her.

I noticed in the pile of clothes near the bed that there was telephone equipment under it. I realized then what had happened. You told me Eddie was a repairman for the Phone Company. Our phone was out of order. I put two and two together, and everything was clear to me.

His body was pumping harder and faster. I tried, but failed, to get my eyes off him. He was so strong and powerful. I wanted to watch every detail of his fucking. Oh, it was driving me wild myself!

I know that I should have interrupted them, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I was thrilled by it all.

I began to wish that Eddie would fuck me. I know that shocks you, Arlene, but I wanted it. My pussy was so hot, as I saw him go wild with my roommate. I placed my hands between my legs, pretending that it was my cunt your boyfriend was plowing.

His powerful ass went up and down in the air as he plunged into her hole. Oh, I was going crazy! My cunt was on fire! I wanted it, Arlene! I wanted him to fuck me!

I was beginning to sweat. I couldn't stand it any more. My pussy was leaking my juices, and I wanted to have that hard tool inside me. It was driving me crazy.

I started to fondle my own tits. My nipples were hard, and I rubbed my hand over them. I was finger-fucking myself with my other hand as I saw him smash his tool into her. I began to drool over myself. My whole body was turning into a furnace.

I ripped my clothes off. I was standing there quite nude, as their bodies started churning. I opened the door really wide. I had to join them, just to know what his hard meat felt like, even if all I would be able to do would be to touch it with my hand.

"Suzie!" screamed my roommate. She turned pale. Eddie looked up to see who Carrie was looking at.

I said nothing, but climbed into the bed. I didn't care what happened to me. I just had to feel Eddie's prick and balls. I would go mad if I didn't.

He slowly stopped pumping Carrie, and turned his attention to me. Carrie was furious, but I couldn't help it. I had to have his cock, or my pussy would burn up.

I saw his penis. I was long, thick and very hard. It was even bigger than I thought, and now I reached out and touched it. It felt so warm and exciting as I put my hand around it. His cock was so thick, I wanted to draw it into my hot cunt immediately.

"Get out of here!" hissed Carrie. I ignored her. I didn't want to be mean to her, but I had to; Eddie's prick meant everything to me at that moment.

"It's okay, baby," said Eddie soothingly. "I dig 'em two atta time. I go wild baby, with two hot pussies!"

Carrie was pissed, but I didn't care. I wanted that cock up my cunt, and I was determined to get it.

Eddie started to rub his balls against my skin. It felt so good, I wanted to cry. His prick was warm, and I could feel the blood rushing through it as he rubbed it back and forth across my stomach. It practically went from one side of my body to the other, it was that long.

He slowly slid down my body until the long tool was reaching my pussy. "Shove it in, shove it in!" I cried. I desperately wanted that hard meat plunging into my slit. "Do it," I begged. "I want to be fucked!"

He teased me by pressing the tip of his cock against my begging cunt, and then pulling away again. I was going insane. I tried to grab his prick and balls and force that tool into my slit, but he was too quick for me.

He did the same thing to Carrie. He would slowly start to slide his meat up her canal, and would then stop, and come back to me.

It was driving both of us crazy. We were both hungry for his cock, and we started to fight for it.

"Girls, please!" he said, feeling very good that we were fighting over him. "It's big enough for both of you."

He started to fuck me, this time for real. His meat plunged into my oozing cunt hole, and I could feel his warm flesh pressing hard against the sides of my pussy.

Carrie watched closely, fondling his balls as he fucked me. I could feel her finger joining his cock at the opening of my vagina, and I tried to squeeze my legs together really tight to prevent him from pulling his dick out of my twat.

"Fuck me!" cried Carrie. "Fuck me, not her!" She tried to pull him away from me, but he seemed to be enjoying my hole. I was oozing so much cunt juice, that I thought I would dry out.

My pussy was filled with his cock. He began to caress my tits, and he bent his lips over my tits, and started to lick them.

My nipples were so hard, I thought they would break off. Just then, I noticed that he was rubbing the palm of his hand against Carrie's vagina. He started to finger-fuck her, as his prick was pounding in and out of my dripping pussy.

That calmed her down, and she was enjoying being masturbated by him almost as much as being fucked by him. He was managing to please both of us at the same time.

I could feel his cock getting really hot. His breathing became heavier and heavier, and I realized that he was going to come. Carrie realized it too, because she begged him to ram his rod into her. She wanted him to come inside of her cunt, so she could feel his semen pouring into her.

But so did I. I desperately wanted that cock to spurt inside my hole. I begged him to keep fucking me, when I felt him start to withdraw his pecker from my pussy. I was not, oh so hot, and I wanted his semen to quench the flames I felt.

His hands kneaded and massaged my tits. I was red and sore, and I wanted it even harder now. He couldn't stop. I couldn't let him.

His balls were trembling now, as he began to pant and gasp for breath. He was on the verge of ejaculating, and our bodies were still entwined as his penis started to pull out.

I couldn't stop him. He was rubbing one hand on my tits and one on Carrie's, and neither one of us knew whose cunt he would shoot in.

Carrie reached out and grabbed his balls when his prick was finally free of my pussy. She wanted it desperately, but I was glad to see that he wasn't going to pour his cream into her cunt.

He took hold of his cock with one hand, and started to rub it really hard. He knew he couldn't come in both of us at the same time, and so he decided to let us both feel the hot semen that he was about to shoot.

"Ohhhh!" he cried as he rubbed his meat. "I'm going to come! Ohhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhhhh!" He was frantic as he pulled hard on his meat. He jerked himself off rapidly, and I went berserk as I felt the first drops of hot semen hitting me with great force.

"I'm coming!" he screamed. "Ohhhh! Ohhh!"

The semen spurted out of his hot dong thick and fast. I had never seen so much jism pouring out of a guy's thing before. It was incredible. His cream was so thick, it was like butter. It flowed all over me and Carrie, and our bodies soon became covered with his cum.

His balls shook wildly as he spent his liquid. He got a great deal of his cum on himself, and he rubbed it into his body. The three of us were soaking wet.

His penis still dripped with his hot fluid, and I reached out my hand to take some. I wanted to taste it. Ohh, it was so good. I wanted him to face-fuck me too.

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