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I exchanged words with Reece and Shayla, who were both already in bras and panties and getting ready to climb into bed, before undoing my belt, dropping my pants on the floor next to the bed, and climbing in. "Good night everyone." Reece said, turning off the lights. "Shayla, Taylor, come with me." Reece said, dragging them into the living room. "We get off school on most game days." Reece told me, and I sighed with relief. "Whatcha lookin at Jakie?" Called Reece, putting her arm around my shoulders and walking in sync with me. "You should come and visit us in our room after practice." Taylor said, and Reece nodded. "Hey Jakie." Called Aedan as I headed into the boys dressing room.
It was a business card for Loving Hands Day Spa and Massage Parlor. Shayla's friend, Carlos, worked there and it sounded like the perfect get-away to erase the recent events of her and Shon's phone conversation. Shayla's skin was so smooth, Carlos remembered from a previous massage he'd done for her, and he often wondered if Shon knew what a gem he had. Hugging you feels so different with your huge tits pushing up against me like that." They both laughed and headed back into the spa area. She couldn't believe it, but the thought of Carlos's hands on her horny body, right now, was the only thing on her mind.
Then she grabs both of my ass cheeks and slides my now pulsing hard cock all the way down her throat as she starts to lick my balls. Shayla then starts to shove her tongue deep into my girlfriend’s asshole, spreading it open and getting a full taste of what she has to offer. My girlfriend then sits up, releasing my cock from her mouth, and says, “I want to taste my pussy and ass juices as they drip off your tongue!” as she leans forward and deep tongue kisses Shayla. I then feel Shayla’s hands slowly spread my thighs open as she places her tongue on my balls and starts to lick all over.
She had watched with wide eyes, hands clenched in her lap, a little fearful but ever excited at the sight of his powerful body. She ran the damp towel over his calves, up to his thighs and with shaking hands she lightly brushed it over his cock and under to his balls. He held a thick black scarf in his hands which he swiftly wound around her head several times, covering her eyes . With his cock buried deep inside her Shayla again began to weep, only this time from joy and pleasure. The sight of his hard cock, shining with her juice, his head still inside her luscious red lips was almost more than he could bear.