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wear, curled her fingers around him. Gently stroking, she eased her mouth away. Doug, writhing, sucked the side of her neck. 'Lou,' she gasped. 'I want you, too. Now. Quick.' |
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'Don't you . . .!' Sheila let go of Cyndi and grabbed Lou's arm. While Cyndi sank to her knees, Lou shoved Sheila hard. 'You bastard!' she shrieked. |
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Lou came forward. He was gasping, his face scarlet. |
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Maureen held Doug's penis with one hand. With the other, she pushed his pants down around his thighs. 'On your knees, honey,' she gasped. 'On your knees.' |
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'Buddy'll kill you!' Sheila blurted. |
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Cyndi looked up, but didn't move. She just knelt there, bloody hands cupped to her nose, eyes blinking. |
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Lou came in from the side as Doug, on his knees, pulled Maureen's shorts down. She took Lou's hands and pressed them to her breasts. They stayed there, fondling her. She felt Doug's mouth between her legs. With a hand behind Lou's head, she drew his face to hers. She kissed him. |
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Sheila, letting out a wild squeal, launched herself at Lou. She yanked his hair, pulling him away. Lou whirled around, swinging at her. |
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Maureen shot her knee up. |
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It caught Doug under the chin, hurling him backward. |
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Lou's fist missed Sheila's chin. She plowed into him, driving him back, snatching his hair again with |
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