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was a marvel. He had been circumcised; there was absolutely no foreskin at all. His penis, slowly
gorging with blood, was like a peeled wiener. The blood veins now, were filling and ridging along the
sides and top of his thickening dong. He was going to have a huge prick, long and thick. Even his balls
seemed to be enlarging as Connie continued to tease and caress his belly and inner thighs, the tips of her
thumbs just barely goading his scrotum.
Dell's body continued to tremble and his stem was rising, extending, extending. It was going to be a long,
tight-skinned pole with a blunt point. The slit in the head was gaping and Mavis could see the slick
pinkness from which thick cream soon would be pouring into her.
Dell's cock was reaching full extension. It was so long and heavy it sagged away from his crotch, lifting
his bag of balls. The veins along the side were like blue cords under the dark brown skin. Mavis was
vaguely aware of Miriam leaving him and slipping up beside her. She made no effort to resist as Miriam's
hands undid the sash of her gown, parted it and lifted it from her shoulders, slid it down over her arms
and tossed it away. Mavis stood perfectly still under Dell's gaze. His eyes were nearly closed, but she
knew he was studying her uplifted breasts, tiny, pointed nipples. His gaze drifted down to her narrow
waist, to the flat tummy to the profuse growth like a meadow on her pussy mound.
Mavis quivered as Miriam's cool hand moved down between her shoulder blades, over the small of her
back to play with the solid butt buns. The hand with tickling fingers worked up and down over her ass.
Mavis knew her fanny had no sag and she sighed as Miriam continued to rub her butt. Muscles fluttered
in her tummy and her rectum as Miriam worked her fingers into the clenched crack and nudged her
burning puckered anus.
"Are you ready to fuck, Mavis?" Miriam breathed hotly in Mavis' left ear. Mavis didn't respond as she
continued to stare at Dell's prodigious prod. Her cunny and vulva still felt sandpaper dry. She had
doubts she could take Dell's prick easily-it was so huge! She just knew, being dry in her channel, Dell
was going to hurt her.
The moment of reckoning, time of coital truth was nearly at hand, Mavis knew. Clear sticky syrup was
oozing from the slot in the end of Dell's prick. He was ready to fuck! His nostrils were flaring, then
narrowing and she knew he could smell the warm aroma of her pussy, dry or not!
"Ready for a good clicking, honey?" Miriam whispered again, flicking her tongue into Mavis' ear. "He
has a magnificent peter, doesn't he, honey? Dell will give you all the cock you can handle!" Mavis felt the
tip of Miriam's finger inserted slightly in her hot asshole. She knew that Dell's prick, once he got it all the
way into her and it was well-lubricated-would make her snatch steam.
"Ready to get on the couch, honey and let Dell fuck you?" Miriam pursued. And her finger wormed
deeper into her rectum-and Mavis felt a release of juices in her pussy. The inner petals of her vulva were
itching and burning deliciously. She could hardly stand the erotic flushes that were being ignited all
through her pelvic region.
"Let's get on the couch, honey, and let Dell give you a good pussy-plundering!" Miriam urged her
forward.
It was time. Mavis eased onto the couch on her knees and crawled toward the center of the couch with
Miriam's finger still sunk deep in her rectal cavity. She hesitated, whined softly as Miriam worked her
finger around the burning cavern, then extracted it. Without further urging, Mavis swiveled her body
about and turned onto her back. Miriam touched the back of her left knee. Obediently, Mavis drew her
feet toward her fanny, pulled her knees up and spread her thighs wide, presenting her hairy target for
Dell's meat spear.
Mavis waited for him, eyes half-closed, lids heavy, staring at the ceiling. She sensed Miriam moving
around, above her head. Then Miriam's hands touched her face, moved down to cup her hot tits. She
heard Dell rustling forward, felt his timid weight on the side of the couch.
In just a minute, he would be ... whatever else, Mavis thought, I won't reach down there, take hold of his
cock and guide it into me!
Mavis stretched her arms straight out from her body and gripped the edge of the couch with her fingers.
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