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the plate off her lap. She sat up straight. Then she opened up, and he slid his right thumb into her mouth. |
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'Suck it, honey, suck it.' |
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Lou's heart started thumping. Maureen shut her eyes. She was breathing hard through her nose, her breasts rising and falling under the thin shirt. Buddy plucked the thumb from her mouth. It came out with a wet slurpy sound. He stuck in his index finger. |
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'This is disgusting,' Sheila said. |
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Buddy grinned at her, then pushed against Maureen, his hand pressing her down until she was slumped against the sofa back. The breath hissed through her nostrils. She writhed a little. He took out the finger and slid his middle finger into her mouth. |
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'Yeah, suck it hard, baby.' |
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'Oh lordy,' Doug murmured. |
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Her legs swung apart and she pushed at the floor and one side of her shorts gaped. Lou could see up the leg hole. He gazed at the shadowy smoothness of her inner thigh. He almost had a view of her groin, but not quite. If he got down and sat on the floor . . . But Sheila would catch on. |
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He squirmed. It's a good thing I can't see any higher, he thought. |
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'When you're done with him,' Doug said, 'I could use some of that. Don't know how I got chicken grease all over my dick, but . . .' |
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'Just kidding, just kidding.' |
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