Feeling warm lube dripping onto my balls dripping down into the crack of my ass, both excitement and fear are setting in. What does she have in store ...or me? Then the most awkward feeling ever, something hard yet smooth was entering my ass. Still stroking my hard cock she was inserting a smooth thin dildo in my ass. I no longer had to fight off my ejaculation, the awkward yet someone exciting dildo had distracted me from it. I feel her stop. Oh god, is it over? Do I want it to be over? I do not. ... Do you want me to fill you up...?" I ask her barely coherent. "Oh yes I wanna breed you angel......." She doesn't respond, she's too far gone to say a word. I took my finger out of her ass and without coming out of her pussy I climb to my feet and rested my hands on her shoulders for support, then I drove my shaft deep into her cunt.....hammering away. "Oohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" she cries out loud as she felt my balls slapping hard at her near exploding clitoris. "Oh.....shitttt!. I'll ask if I can be the one to take care of the spa. I know I'll be in it much more then either Ella or Robert.After a bit, Ella came out in a very tiny bikini, and got in with me. The moment her butt got in the water I heard a tremendous moan from her. "Doesn't it feel wonderful Lauren? You know, Robert called saying he won't be home for a couple more hours." Ella said."Then I don't need to keep this on, do I?" I said as I took my top off."I agree!" Ella said, removing hers as well. "You know. " I'm surprised no one approached you!"I said nothing. I just nodded.Heather smiled. She looked at me as if trying to read my thoughts."I think next time you go I might lose on purpose just to get fucked like that..." she continued.We were walking up to the steps to our house."I even have a strap on of my own, you know, in case I ever get the chance in private, you know?"She looked at me. We were at our front door.I smiled uncomfortably.We walked inside.Danielle gave me a big hug."You were.
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