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"No," Kevin answered softly. "It just feels so good." "So I may continue?" I asked, with a grin on my moist lips. "Oh, yes, please," he responded. As I slid my lips back onto his head, I heard Ashley let out a little squeal. I paused a second, recognizing her little orgasm, then sucked her husband's cock deep into my mouth. I held him there, gently, rubbing the underside with my tongue. Kevin's hands came to rest in my dark, curly hair. He held my head gently, stroking me and playing with my ears. Have I mentioned how sensitive my ears are? That's why I get such a kick out of the whispering deal, you know, telling Ashley to whisper in Larry's ear, rape help and then doing the same to Kevin myself. My ears are one of my trigger spots. I've got others, but the ears are particularly sensitive. Kevin probably didn't know it, but he was turning on my internal fire, sparking off sensations that zoom all down my body to the pit of my sex.
So, I went back to loving on Kevin's member, almost dripping with desire myself when the near silence in the room was split by Ashley's screams. "Oh, god, oh, god, oh, god!" she screamed in rapid-fire method. "Oh, god, Larry, god, stop, oh, please stop!" she squealed. My husband, ever the gentleman, stopped. "No, no, no, no, no," Ashley squealed, her blonde hair splaying about wildly, her rape help hips humping Larry's face. "Don't stop that," she said, urgently. "Not now! I'm cumming! I'm so close to cumming!" I released Kevin's cock. "I'm confused," I told him. "Does she want him to stop or not?" Kevin hitched up on his elbows. "She says that, sometimes, when it, like, gets to be too much. But, she doesn't really mean it." "She needs to make up her mind," I said, turning to watch the pair on the other bed. Ashley continued, sounding somewhat out of breath and on the verge of weeping.

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