“God, Ricky. So deep. That's so deep.” He was filling her up, buried deep inside. Opening his eyes, he straightened up and gripped her hips again... needing to see his cock sliding inside her. A sudden movement caught his eye. Glancing to his left, he spotted Sarah, watching him through her slightly open curtains. She was wearing a short see-through white nightgown with spaghetti straps. Ricky stopped thrusting, still holding on to Christine's hips and still buried deep inside her. Was this. “I can feel you cumming!” Chris whispered breathlessly, shaking and trembling. I held on to her as tight as I could until I was sure I had deposited everything I could in her tight twat. Our lips were locked on to each other’s, our tongues sliding in and out of each other’s mouth with wild abandon. Finally, Chris slipped her head on to the nape of my shoulder and lie perfectly still. “Are you okay?” I asked. She didn’t answer. I moved her head to the side. She had passed out. I rolled her on. More

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