“Oh gawd…yes!” Camille moaned, still holding him tightly as globs of his cum entered and began to ooze out of her trembling pussy.
Sara loosened the bonds that held his wrists and ankles. David and Camille lay there quietly holding each other.
“I’ll grab some more beers…” she announced as she left them alone in the room. She figured they’d need a few minutes to themselves.
Sara stood there in her kitchen, drinking her beer and imagining all the possibilities.
“Can’t wait…!” she laughed to herself, as she popped caps on two beers and returned to her bedroom.
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