Janis smelled so wonderful and her juices were flowing as I lapped them up. As she rocked forward I flickered my tongue over her rose bud asshole and ...he flinched for a second and held still. I heard say out loud oh my god and then rock back so her pussy was once again over my mouth.Clair said switch position, and she turned around never letting my cock escape her tight silky pussy. Janis got off of my face and leaned down kissing me tasting her juices. As she broke the kiss I told her I wasn't. She shrieked again, dwarfing all the other sounds we’d made so far and shuddered, her nails clawing at my back and shoulders as she came again and again, each orgasm setting off the next one like a string of firecrackers.We both collapsed back to the bed together, exhausted. I was spent, holding onto consciousness by a fingernail, but she’d lost the fight to hold on and had passed out, trembling softly in my arms as she slumbered. Her pussy was still fluttering with small orgasms as my cock. Maybe side is the wrong word, as it implies that they made a cohesive whole, instead of the stitched up mess they were seeing. They looked down and watched as the sides flipped, resulting in a pair of large breasts obstructing the view on one end and muscles being revealed by rather tight clothing on the other.“Is that me?” They spoke in unison. “What... the... stop talking when I talk!” They took an agitated breath, before making a series of odd mouth movements before figuring how to divide. I found a plastic bag tucked into the back of her suitcase. I carefully pulled it out and opened it, sticking my nose into it to inhale all of Edie’s mingled scents, perfume, sweat, and pussy! My cock throbbed with appreciation as I inhaled her scents, leaking a little more precum into the front of her panties. I pulled out a few pairs of panties and a bra, running the material through my fingers to take in the textures of her intimate apparel. I rubbed my cock through the front of her panties.
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