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Chapter 92 by airwreck airwreck

Where did Mike cum?

In Daniela.

The look of Daniela's beautiful face twisted in orgasmic bliss while her best friend ate her pussy was pushing me over the edge. When I felt the last of Brooklyn's orgasms subside I unceremoniously pulled out of her hot, tight cunt, much to her dismay.

"Slide over, sweetie, I need to fuck your friend," I ordered. Her ass rippled when I gave her ass a playful slap and she did what she was told.

Daniela spread her legs out even wider for me, welcoming me between her slender thighs. She reached between our bodies to help me guide my cock to her slit and then pulled my face down to hers -- my chest squished her huge tits as I laid on top of her.

"Fuck me, papi!" she growled, glaring at me with lust in her brown eyes.

Knowing how much of a fiery lover she was and her hunger for cock, there would be no gentle lovemaking like I would do with my wife or even Emma. I was going to pound her cunt until she begged me to stop!

"¡Oh Dios!" the Latina repeated as my balls loudly slapped her puckered ass. She wrapped her legs around my waist, digging her heels into the back of my thighs, and raked my back with her long, manicured nails as I brought her to climax.

I wanted to bring her to more orgasms but I couldn't stop the inevitable.

Howling in the night like a lone wolf, I jettisoned thick wad after thick wad of jizz into her womb. I muttered incoherent words as I continued pumping my spunk until I finally emptied my balls. I kept my cock in her spasming pussy until it was flaccid and eventually pulled out with an audible slurp.

In the afterglow of the hot beach sex, we all collapsed into a heap to cuddle, enjoying the cool Caribbean air against our sweating skin.

"I guess we should go back to our room to shower off the sweat and sand," Daniela suggested, giving my limp cock a playful tug.

"Yeah," I groaned with my sensitive cock twitching at her touch. As much as I would have loved to go another with them on the beach my body needed time to recover.

We reluctantly got up, brushed as much sand off of us, before we walked over to the palm tree to grab our clothes. We didn't bother getting dressed since the resort was clothing optional and we were going straight to the shower (and I assume bed afterwards).

What happened next?

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