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Chapter 12 by Shandy Shandy

Does Jeremy fuck you? Something else?

Another man

You're squeezing and stroking Jeremy's cock through his jeans, trying to open his pants to get to it, needing another cock to quench your frantic need, when you feel other hands on your body. For a moment you think Terry has returned for another round at you, but then you realize that these hands are slender and not as strong as his. Someone else has decided to join in.

Whining desperately you turn your head to look back but can only see a dark shape behind you before Jeremy turns your face back to his devouring mouth. You feel slim fingers part your come soaked labia and you wriggle in need, your frustrated orgasm **** for release. You gasp into Jeremy's mouth as you feel the tip of the stranger's cock press between your folds. Arching your back, your press your ass back against him, welcoming his impaling meat, grunting with joy as he drives it into you.

"Fuck she's a tight bitch," the stranger groans as he holds your hips and pounds his cock into your welcoming cunt. You start to shudder and quiver at his words and powerful thrusts, your pent up orgasm building. Your hands clutch at Jeremy as your nerve endings twitch and your pussy convulses. Another thrust and you're coming, your body arching in spasms, your cries of needful release smothered by Jeremy's mouth. You orgasm pulses through you in great waves, pleasure building on pleasure, your tight wet velvet tunnel squeezing the intruding cock, milking it.

"Fuck she's hot," your ravisher moans. He squeezes your ripe breasts as he pounds into you, bottoming out in your eager pussy. You rock your hips, wanting to take every bit of him, urging him on, loving the sensation of being taken like a bitch in heat by some stranger in a bar. He bites your shoulder and moans, his cock twitching inside you as he starts to come, filling your pussy with scalding cream, pumping you full of his seed as you groan your joy into Jeremy's mouth.

Part of you wonders if anyone is watching you rut like an animal, but you're well past caring, moaning with happy satisfaction as the stranger withdraws from you. Panting, you pull your mouth from Jeremy's, your hand fiddling with his pants, trying to open them.

Do you suck Jeremy? Or does something else happen?

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