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Click hereMy mound felt bruised. A deep, tingling warmth and pleasure too, but ohhh, shit, definitely bruised.
Am leaned over and kissed my cheek, licked some of the cum dripping down my face and then kissed my lips while she smiled down at me.
"Did you enjoy your fantasy? Was it as good as what you wanted?" Am finally asked with her hands still gliding gently over my breasts and even lower to smear all that cum into my skin.
"It was..." I began and then paused.
What had it been?
It was just as good as what I had imagined, what I had hoped, that I was very sure of. But it had been different too. I wondered which of the men I saw in the room was Stinky, which was Vanilla, Mr Polite, who had it been who had cum in my hair. Who was the teasing bastard that had been driving me crazy sucking on my toes and using his fingernails to stroke my instep while I was being fucked?
"Yea..." I sighed, "Even better!
"Eddie felt soooo good!"
"He does feel good inside of you, doesn't he," Am said with a laugh.
"Do you think I could do this again?" I asked after several minutes of Am's hand gliding over my cum covered skin, all the guys getting a beer or lighting up a cigarette or a joint, Larry even sitting on the bed behind Am and stroking the inside of her thigh so that his fingers would caress the swell of her mound.
Eddie watching hungrily and then looking at me with a hopeful smile while his semiflaccid dick began to stir and swell.
"I'm pretty sure the guys wouldn't complain," Am said while she bit her lower lip and let her head fall back against Larry's chest, "I know Eddie wouldn't complain at making love to you again."
I glanced over at Eddie and felt my heartbeat skip a beat at his slow, confident smile as he moved towards me and I let my legs fall open again. Even sore, even bruised, I wanted to look into his eyes at least once tonight and feel that barbell moving inside of me.
Six months and counting now. Am and I are still best friends, I even know what she tastes like now with or without a little cream filling and I have to admit I prefer her with, and I've been pretty much adopted into her group of friends.
I'm the weird Norm chick who loves gangbangs.
Yep. They've got me pegged and have had me airtight more than once too.
I still love watching gangbang and lesbian porn, I just have firsthand experience of how much pleasure those girls are having now.