<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)">Name:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)"> <a class="link link--external" href="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/77/68/c8/7768c85cfe08ed88c5029771a1eaf25a.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Heather Thomas</a><br/>
<b>Location:</b> Beach House -&gt; Downstairs Media Room<br/>
<b>Tagged:</b> <a class="username" data-user-id="34307" data-username="@Colonel_Liam" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/34307/">@Colonel_Liam</a> &amp; <a class="username" data-user-id="41027" data-username="@MsBloom" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/41027/">@MsBloom</a> as Sally <br/>
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Heather used her fingers to clean up the bulk of the cum on her face, squeegeeing it off of her tan skin and sucking her finger clean.  His flavor reminding her of their adventure last year, though much less diluted by sea water.  She raised her hand for one of them to throw her a towel then sat up with a bit of effort as she was nearly exhausted.  But Sally's suggestions began to energize her.  At least until she realized "you want me to go first?"  She said nervously, biding for time as the thought of Baxter's huge cock in her virgin pussy frightened her a little.  Though as she realized Baxter would be on the table and she could control the depth and rapidity of his entry gave her some consolation.  The idea of Sally licking her ass as she did it was quite the bonus.  <br/>
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She looked at Baxter's cock, still looking huge but not quite at full staff.  "I don't think our time should start until he is fully hard, I mean, what's the point?"  She giggled, enjoying teasing the big guy.  "And since he is our slave, we should get to bind him."  She again looked to Sally as if making sure that was ok with her, she gave less concern for Baxter's thoughts on the subject.  She debated on whether she should confess to her virginity, though it might become obvious to them, though she had felt she passed the pussy licking test fairly well, maybe she could pull this off as well.  </span><br/><br/><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">Name:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)"> <a class="link link--external" href="https://cdn-i30.definebabe.com/_idb/g/69/72/11/b69f3eb52d/01.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Amber Henderson</a><br/>
<b>Location: </b>Pool Area<br/>
<b>Tagged: </b><a class="username" data-user-id="40726" data-username="@ToWriterAndWander" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/40726/">@ToWriterAndWander</a> as Simon <a class="username" data-user-id="39257" data-username="@Red Day" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/39257/">@Red Day</a> <a class="username" data-user-id="41027" data-username="@MsBloom" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/41027/">@MsBloom</a> as Molly<br/>
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Amber barely had a moment to enjoy the sight of a fellow fellatio artist before Simon took offense and stormed off.  She sighed at their offer of a shot of tequila "Maybe a quick one, then I got to go scold a puppy."  She stepped lively to the bar, admiring the young naked couple before her.  He wasn't quite her type but she knew her husband would enjoy a little red head like this one.  She took her shot, a bit more traditionally than their previous round then with a friendly wave headed into the house after Simon.<br/>
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"Where do you think you're going?"  She told him, now a few inches taller back in her heels.  "It's poor manners to fondle a girls tits then run off."  She didn't bother noting his misunderstanding.  "You're problem is you think too much. Now why don't you lead the way to your room and we will get our own party started."  She put her hands on either side of his head and leaned in to kiss him.  Her tongue practically exploding into his mouth as she kissed him forcefully and passionately.  </span><br/><br/><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">Name:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)"> <a class="link link--external" href="https://www.thesun.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/NINTCHDBPICT000539528801.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Lea Stormvauld</a><br/>
<b>Location:</b> Beach House -&gt; Upstairs, Peter's Room<br/>
<b>Tagged: </b><a class="username" data-user-id="40726" data-username="@ToWriterAndWander" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/40726/">@ToWriterAndWander</a> as Peter <br/>
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Lea's toned body began to go limp as her climax ebbed away from her.  She wasn't a kid anymore and she had been fucked better than she ever had.  She was surprised he hadn't cum as well, her husband would have finished long ago, had he been able to put forth the kind of effort Peter had.  She collapsed onto the bed and would have been content to lay there for a few moments, maybe even take a nap but it wasn't to be.  She was soon on her back, bracing her big tits from either side with her small hands, his cock still glistening with her juices she saw the thick head's single eye make a bee line to her cleavage.  </span>