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When my climax subsided, Paul removed his face from my pussy and, moving up the bed, positioned the head of his now raging hard-on against the lips of my cunt. I stopped sucking on John and let out a small gasp around his shaft as Paul began to apply pressure to the opening of my love canal and his member slipped smoothly in. John had momentarily stopped his suckling on my nipple and must have been watching as Paul penetrated me, because I felt a tenticle rape spasm pass through his cock at the moment of Paul's entry.
Paul and John somehow rolled us all around until they had positioned me so that I was squatting above Paul and John was kneeling in front of me. They achieved this without once allowing Paul's cock to tenticle rape slip from my pussy or John's cock to leave my mouth. As the pressure of Paul's hands on my shoulders compelled me to lie on him, John slipped his tool from my mouth. I then felt John kissing my back and moving his lips closer to my legs. When he reached my arse he kissed me there and began to lick around my sphincter, eventually forcing a finger inside. When, shortly after, he withdrew his finger and mouth from there they were replaced by a new pressure on my nub. I knew that this was no finger, but his cock.
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