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We tried to make enough noise in the bathroom and heading down the stairs so that we would not surprise Peggy and her sister.Apparently, we did not. As we turned the corner at the bottom of the stairs both girls were still stretched out on the blanket. And nude. And Mandy was kissing Peggy deeply as she was lying on top of her. However, unlike with Linda and I with me between her legs (most of the time), one of Peggy’s thighs was between Mandy’s, and one of Mandy’s was between hers.We stopped and watched. Even knowing it was wrong to do so, we could not help but watch them making love. They were kissing and moaning, and it was obvious that they were each grinding against the thigh of the other, and getting close. Mandy's ass was flexing up and down like she was a guy, but no guy had such an amazingly smooth and tight ass. She was basically grinding her pussy up and down against Peggy's thigh, and at the same time grinding her own thigh against Peggy's pussy. Finally Peggy pulled. I slowly my cock into her ass. She would stop me when she needed to adjust to my girth by putting her left hand on my hip. I paused until she said “ok”. We continued this for several minutes.My wife was kissing and sucking on Laura’s breasts as I was slowly impaling her best friend. Laura suddenly relaxed her breathing and I felt myself slide completely into her warm, tight ass. She took her time kissing Erica and slowly started ratcheting her pelvis, indicating she was ready to be ass-fucked. I pulled out several inches while she moaned then thrust her ass against me.We continued this process until I was pulling almost all the way out of her then slowly and deliberately fully penetrating her. Her breathing and body movements gradually accelerated until I was fully and forcefully fucking her ass. She went crazy on my cock and began a series of mind-bending orgasms. Thrusting her ass onto my cock, stiffening her muscles and curling her toes, she lost all control, squirting all over.
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Linda and Kristy both looked concerned when I said his name. “We need to go,” Linda said, picking up her purse. I handed the shopping bag from Kate’s to Kristy and asked her to give it to Riley and tell who it was from, then hurried to the parking lot with Linda. I scanned streets and parking lots for Brady’s truck as we drove through town, but never saw it. Once outside of town, I drove as fast as I dared on the dark country roads. When we finally reached Linda’s ranch, Brady’s truck was parked out front. Linda and I both sighed with relief at finding them. I helped Linda carry her purchases in, hoping Sam would talk to me. Inside there was no sign of Sam or Brady, but as I sat the boxes on the hall table, a scream came from outside. I dropped the boxes and rushed out to the deck. “Brady, stop! Get off me!” Sam shouted as I burst through the door. Sam was on her back on the chaise with Brady on top of her, trying to force his hand down her pants. I crossed the deck in three long.

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