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Mischievous Spirits 13
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Mischievous Spirits
© Copyright 1993, Hannibal Smith
Tasha could feel her own juices sliding down her inner thigh. The
sight of Donna riding Dennis' face into another incredible orgasm
was nearly too much for her to take. She quickly motioned for
Donna to change places with her as she spread her legs and began
to lower her hips to his eager tongue. Donna was feeling well
past the stage of stopping now, however and she turned to face her
friend. Looking deep into Tasha's eyes, Donna slowly began
sliding her wet pussy onto Dennis erect cock. Her eyes glazed
over as his rather large tube began to split open her deepest
recesses. A tingly sensation on her nipples brought her eyes back
into focus just in time to see Tasha's hands move over to her
other nipple and begin to tease and gently twist it. Donna's
mouth slowly opened in an ever widening "O" as she kept sliding
down Dennis' large pole. It had been quite some time since Tasha
had been turned on enough to touch her, and the feeling of her
nimble fingers working over her breasts as Dennis' montrous tool
filled her wet pussy to the limits was having enormous effects on
her body.
Short gentle movements of her body continued to allow her to
adjust to the sensations she was receiving from her pussy while
her mind integrated all the sensations she was getting from
various other parts of her body. From her hips, where Dennis'
large strong hands grasped her body and pulled her further
down upon him. From her nipples as Tasha's nimble tongue
continued to assaulther senses. And of course from her "sensible"
side which still registered heightened awareness of this area and
Dennis' motives. All these things collided inside the epicenter
of her being and caused her to tumble free fall into a series of
firework-like Orgasms! Her faculties were not her own as she
began to slam her hips down upon this large man to eke out every
possible nuance of these deliciously sensuous contractions as they
shook the walls of her womb.
Donna's cries could be heard rather strongly through the walls of
Dennis' apartment, and his neighbor, Walter, was having the most
difficult time of his life, trying not to eavesdrop. But it was
of no use. He was hard as a rock as he heard those two white
girls getting fucked out of their minds by his 'homey'.
"Geez! I gotta do something or I'm gonna fucking burst!", Walter
whispered as he headed for the door. Either he was going to get
them to stop making so much intimate noise, or they were damned
well going to invite him in. And at that moment, considering the
pain he was in, he didn't much care which.
WHAM! WHAM! Walter slammed his hand against Dennis' door over and
over, trying to be heard over the wailing moans of the young girl
riding Dennis' like a Texas Gusher. Unconsciously, one of
Walter's hand slowly sank to his own crotch and began to stroke
his rock hard cock. Suddenly, he noticed the door open slightly,
and a timid young white girl stood there. She had massive
breasts, and they were not effectively concealed by a monogrammed
robe, obviously belonging to Dennis. The way it gaped open at the
chest and proudly displayed Tasha's cleavage, left little doubt as
to the ample fullness of her upper torso.
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