Surprised, I looked at Mike, who just smiled and let his eyes go from mine to my hard c**k, now in Jill's hand.
Molly groaned, "Ugh, I'm so f*****g horny. I can't take much more of this. I need a c**k in me. But I'll finish. Mike and I rested and talked, trying to figure out what to do next. Then it dawned on us we had made a Queen Mother mess of your bed. Even if we disclosed everything it would be rude. So, we stripped the bed and mattress cover and started washing them. Of course, Mike f****d me while I rode the washer. Mmmmm, all those stories are true. I wouldn't let him f**k me while we made the bed, since we just got the whole room cleaned, but he did bend me over the couch and fill my p***y with this nice c**k again. We like f*****g, but we had managed to wear ourselves out.
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