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  • “I love anal.” “Yeah, it's fun,” said Genevieve Watkins, one of the cheerleaders. Paloma thrust her finger into my asshole. I gasped, my hand tightening on her little futa-cock. Her finger wiggled into me. So narrow. So skinny. It wasn't Shelena's big dick, but Paloma was fucking my asshole. She was thrusting her digit in and out of me. She pumped it away deep and hard into me. I shuddered, reveling in it. The anal stimulation melted to my cunt. I pumped my hand up and down her girl-dick, feeling her throb and ache. She panted, her eyes growing glossy with pleasure. She kissed me amateur again. Her fingers danced up and down my virgin folds and penetrated my asshole. She reached so deep into me. She teased me. Our tongues dueled. I kissed her with hunger. My tongue danced with hers as I trembled. She found my clit. It burst with pleasure. My bowels clenched around her digit reaming my asshole. It was good, but I needed more. I broke the kiss, panting, “A second finger! Please, please, Paloma!” “Yes!” she gasped and thrust a second into me. “You're girlfriend's an anal slut!” Ase shouted. I blushed. Slowly he relaxed and soon lay over me. She was now crying like a little girl. “Yeah, they are,” I groaned, my dick throbbing. All of us amateur glistened with sweat despite the frigid mountain air. “I believe you would!” She stirred me up, teased me. I whimpered, my cunt clenching about her. We’ll rotate crops after the harvest.” But, for the moment, the bad thoughts were silent. A couple of her colleagues admiringly responded as she passed them, a silent congratulation for the fifteen people from Manhattan and Brooklyn that were saved by her last Intelligence retrieval. As soon as the front door closed behind the Trainer, I dropped my pants and sat back down. I shuddered as a moment later, the office door entered and my brother sauntered in. He wore his dress shirt, his tie already off and the top few buttons were undone. ‘So Mark is feeling a little left out tonight girls so if you’re up for a repeat of last night but swapping me and him for the threeway, then I’m all up for it. Becky had me stay in her ass while she quickly caused Peter to cum as well. My mind whirled; no wonder she had drunk so much. Ben closed the laptop and hit the sack. When Lisa began to relax, the two girls cuddled her for several minutes. He managed about a dozen strokes, grunted and climbed off her. “Are we having an affair?” Grace asked, after Benny had left the table again. Apart from those drinking with their friends at the tables, there were only two at the bar itself. Obeying some man, I had never met to be a most submissive sex toy for him and his friends pleasure. It was just a guy coming over for dinner.