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Chapter 8 by Torg Torg

What do you do next?

Do as she asks

You wrap your arms around Britney's lithe body, squeezing her tits as you slide your cock inside her pouty cunt lips. She moans when your shaft enters her again. You caress down her belly to her mound and find her clit.

"Oh, yeah. Rub my clit while you fuck me, please, John," she asks plaintively. "Yes!" she shouts as you push hard on her little pearl. You begin pounding into her tiny body. The tremors of her body caused by your impacts is enough to rub your hand against her clit. In a few strokes, Britney is moaning again, keeping quiet as she climaxes. You release your held breath as your cock explodes inside her tight pussy. You keep thrusting in and out until you are spent. You slip out of her, and you both sit down hard on the bench.

"Oh, that felt so good, baby," Britney sighs. "I'm going to be dripping all day long."

"We better find Danielle. She's probably wondering why we're late."

"You just want to get into her panties too."

"Oh, if you prick me, do I not bleed?"

"Oh, don't lie. I know you."

"No, I just want to watch you two kiss."

"Aha! Pervert!"

"Two women kissing is one of the most artistic of moments."

"Yea, sure. You're still horny."

"Okay, but she's still wondering where we are."

"You're right. Let's go."

You both get dressed and leave the dressing room. Britney didn't buy the dress.

Where do you look for Danielle?

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