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watched
with delight as Kimmie’s tight hole swallowed up the thick improvised cock. The
guys stared too, jacking their rampant erections. Lawrence reached out his free
hand to mash one of his girlfriend’s breasts, as Jennifer worked the fruit
dildo in and out of her slick cunt.
    “See what a fuck-slut your fiancée is, Lawrence? She loves it,
the twisted little whore!” There was no denying the brunette’s peals of
anguished joy as her best friend in the world fucked her. “Listen to her,
Lawrence, she can’t fucking get enough.” Some rational part of Jennifer’s mind
was trying to slam the brakes on her speech and her actions, but the joy of
unrestrained creative lust side-lined it utterly. She was going to see out this
ride wherever it took her.
    Trent moved to her side and slithered and arm around her waist,
still palming his stiff length with the other hand. “That’s it,” he encouraged,
his voice a thick rasp of desire. “Damn – fucking look at that. You’ve always
wanted to do this to her, haven’t you?”
    “In your perverted dreams I have,” she said.
    He reached down to grope her naked ass. “Don’t lie.”
    “You’re right,” she admitted, revelling in the slurp and suck
of Kimmie’s cunt on the zucchini, and in her friend’s helpless moans. “She’s so
pretty and innocent. I’ve always wanted to make her dirty.”
    “I knew it.”
    “And you wanna fuck her too,” she whispered. “You’ve always
wanted to fuck her.” His face, when she challenged him with her stare, was a
fevered mix of lust and guilt. She grabbed hold of his cock and jacked the
shaft, still working Kimmie with the green dildo as her hand massaged him.
“You’re sweet to try and hide it, but I know the truth. You wanna stick this beautiful
cock in my friend’s tight pussy.” His breath was heavy, as she masturbated him.
“Say it.”
    “Yeah. Yeah, I do. I wanna fuck her. I wanna fuck your hot
friend. Happy?”
    “I am. ‘Cos I want you to fuck her too. I’m gonna let you
fuck her.”
    Kimmie let out a mournful cry of ecstasy, as her friend drove
the zucchini deep. Jennifer responded by pulling it out and stuffing it into
the moaning girl’s mouth. “Suck on that,” she ordered, and Kimmie obeyed,
clinging to Lawrence with one hand and rubbing her clitoris with the other as
she did. What a clever girl.
    “I think she deserves some more real cock,” Jennifer
announced. Kimmie’s beau was on the case, but Jennifer stalled him with a hand
to his muscled chest. “Not you,” she said to Lawrence. “I fucking want you for
myself.” Her friend’s fiancé wasn’t her idea of great conversation, but
something in the recesses of her mind had always wondered what it’d be like to screw
the big lug.
    Trent was hesitating, doubt flickering on his face. “What?” she
inquired. “Fair’s fair. You get Kimmie, I get her other half. You sink it deep
inside her while watching me get fucked. Sweet deal, right?” She winked at her
lovely guy and saw his wicked smile return.
    “Sweet,” he said, stroking Kimmie’s thigh, his fingers dallying
around her pussy.
    The zucchini-sucking brunette scarcely knew what was going on,
but she managed a querying look to Jennifer, whose hand was now playing with
Lawrence’s cock. “It’s simple,” her blond friend explained. “I fuck yours and
you fuck mine. Then we swap ‘em back. It’s called sharing, baby. Okay?”
    She withdrew the zucchini from Kimmie’s mouth so the girl could
reply. Her response probably had more than a little to do with Trent’s now
plunging finger. “Oh God… oh God… o-kay.”
    Jennifer kissed her on the lips and looked to her fiancé. “Come
on, baby, you heard her. Bang the sub-slut and bang her good.” He required no
second bidding.
    She allowed herself the luxury of watching, as the man she
loved mounted Kimmie on the marble worktop and skewered the girl in a thrust.
The brunette released a long, impassioned cry as she was