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Phoebe Gets In On The Act

Prue wasn't the only one that was feeling the pleasure because down the hall Phoebe was naked, screaming, and drenched in sweat as her body writhed and convulsed in an uninterrupted series of mind-numbing vaginal orgasms, clitoral aftershocks, and G-spot pulsations that had began assaulting her sanity three hours into her R.E.M. sleep cycle and had continued for the last six and a half hours, slowly growing in **** and speed breaking down her will-power, self-control and all her sexual inhibitions.

All at once Phoebe sat up in her bed, back arched with her pussy thrusting violently and rapidly into the air as if she were fucking the hardest and most magnificent cock in the world. Her eyes opened wide in wonder as she panted like a bitch in heat and moaned like a porn star fucking her boss for a part. Falling back on the bed, still thrusting her dripping wet cock sheathe in the air as hard and as fast as she could Phoebe cupped her right breast while her left hand darted down to her spasming cunt and roughly pinched, rolled, and abused her poor little hyper sensitive clit.

"COCK, COCK, I NEED COCK! COCCCCCCCCCK. YES! YES! FILL MY ASS AGAIN AND AGAIN. BREAK MY PUSSY YOU HORSE-COCKED BASTARDS. FACE FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF ME AND FEED ME YOUR DELICIOUS COME. SPRAY MY TITS AND DROWN ME IN A JIZZ SHOWER FROM YOUR MASSIVE FOUNTAINING COCKS. I'M AN INSATIABLE CUM SLUT WHORE BITCH IN HEAT! YESSSSSSSSS! FUCCCCCCCCCCCK MEEEEEEEEEE! YES." Phoebe screamed as she exploded into the biggest and most incredible orgasm ever of her life.