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Chapter 8 by Zingiber Zingiber

How does Heather muffle Taylor's moans?

With a wadded pair of panties

"Yes!" Taylor screamed in her sexy raspy voice. "Fuck me hard, Hannah!"

Just a few feet from them, Heather sat naked on the bed furiously diddling herself while observing those two beautiful, sexy older girls fucking right in front of her.

"Heather, help us here, will you?" Hannah said. "Tay's moaning too loud, someone's bound to hear and want to see what's happening if you don't do something."

"But,...what can I do?" The younger brunette croaked out.

"Put something in her mouth, Heather," Hannah said, keeping up her thrusts into the tall brunette.

"Aw, fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeee!" Taylor chanted. Her bright blue eyes stared off into the distance as Hannah filled her again and again.

Heather snatched up a pair of panties and wadded them up. She bent over Taylor's face, reaching her hand toward Taylor's mouth.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me Za...mmph!" Taylor cried as Heather poked the wadded panties in.

Taylor grabbed onto Heather's wrist and held tight, pressing Heather's palm against her mouth, muffling herself near-completely. A low rhythmic whine came from Taylor's nostrils as the blonde kept up her strokes with the black strap-on. Taylor's bright blue eyes stared into Heather's.

"Good save, uh," Hannah said.

Heather realized whose panties she'd stuffed into Taylor's mouth and felt her face flush with warmth as she stared back into Taylor's eyes. Heather had grabbed her own discarded panties and fed them to the older girl.

Hannah said, "C'mon sugarbees, come, baby, I know you can." Her hips slapped against Taylor's as she kept up her rhythm.

Taylor looked at Heather pleadingly and gestured with her free hand.

What does Taylor need to come?

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