Rachael’s ministrations quickly became more vigorous and frenzied as I approached my climax. “I can feel him tensing, he’s gonna come in your mouth!” Jess almost shouted, her excitement getting the better of her. Rachael sped up even more threesome with Jess shouting encouragement at her, “Oh yes, that’s it. Suck that big cock, milk those balls into your whore mouth”. Rachael was moaning loudly into my dick, the vibrations sending me over the edge as I emptied what felt like a gallon of cum into her hungry mouth. “Oh fuck yeah!” Jess yelled, feeling my balls contracting. With a loud pop, Rachael came off my cock, Jess didn’t miss a beat and attached her own mouth to my wilting member, Cumshots sucking hard to get the last droplets of my orgasm. As soon as she lifted off, her and Rachael met in an extremely exotic kiss, passing my cum back and forth between them. That alone was enough to send the blood rushing back to my deflating tool. After a few seconds they parted, both looking at me and opening their mouths to show the shared pool of my seed covering both wriggling tongues. In a moment of subline synchronicity, they both closed their mouths and swallowed, beaming smiles on both faces. I could only watch in stunned silence. “Well, that should relax you” Jess said, still grinning. Rachael had return her attention to my cock and was gently stroking it, “I cannot get over how good you taste” she said, kissing the tip before tucking it back into my boxers. “I could seriously get addicted to that thing.” Jess giggled in agreement as they stood me up, my knees unsteady beneath me, and helped me dress and straighten my clothes. A loud knock on the door snapped us all from our intimate tryst, as a stage hand popped his head around the door and told us the event would be starting in 5 minutes, “The ladies will have to re-join your group asian on the Veranda” He added, giving me a knowing smile. Jess and Rachael both gave me a quick peck on the cheek, before sauntering out of the room, Jess making an exaggerated and intentional show of wiping her lips as she passed the young stage hand. He blushed slightly as she turned back to me and winked. I chuckled to myself before sitting back down and getting into the zone. A few slow and deep breaths and I was calm and focused. The ladies really had done an excellent job of relaxing me, I thought to myself as the stage hand returned to get me. I was led out into a different corridor to the one I had entered in. A large queue, mostly consisting of men, was lined up behind a large set of ornate double doors. The stage hand made a point of placing me at the end of the queue and keeping me there. I could make out muffled music from behind the door and an announcement halfway through. “….regional finals of the international poker championship.” The announcer was saying, an equally muffled cheer came up from the crowd. “more than sixty of our local champions will battle for a place in the National finals and remember folks. There is no prize for second place!” another cheer. “And now, please welcome tonight’s competitors!” The doors swung open, the music and announcer instantly growing in volume and clarity, the queue started to move forward. Each player’s name was announced to a small cheer as a bathing suit clad woman took each by the hand and led him to a seat. After an interminably long time, I was the last one left in the corridor. “And finally…” the announcer said as a platinum blonde in a black leotard bathing suit approached me “…the bookies favourite for tonight’s match. Winning his heat in oral a blistering eighty-four minutes…” murmurs from the crowd “… I give you JAMES DONOVAN!” A roar from the crowd, especially from above me to the left, as the blonde took me by the arm and led me into the room. I remembered thinking how much bigger this was when I was shown this room earlier, but the spectacle before me was far beyond anything I could have imagined. Swirling spotlights of every colour flashed across the auditorium as Def Leppard’s ‘pour some sugar on me’ japanese blared from the stacks of speakers in every corner. A man with a large TV camera stepped in front of us as we walked, his lens fixed unflinchingly on my face. I smiled meekly but made a show of raising my arm in greeting to the crowd and looking around at the balcony to find a familiar face. There was none to be seen as a huge number of people bustled to get a good vantage point. “all this for a poker game” I thought to myself as I was seated in the last empty chair. “Tonight’s game will be split into three heats.” The announcer said, as the blonde kissed me on the cheek and wished me luck. After a moment I pull my finger out and stood back up. This went on for a few weeks before i actually met the new girl one day on my way to the barn to do chores. I shivered as my husband lifted it up my leg. Cumshots "Suck," he said again. No hymen popped. You meant the threesome world to him; I know it." I lowered it off her shoulders then took my cloth to her neck, lifting her hair as I washed. I looked down at her while she looked in to my eyes and stuck out her tongue. She looked down at me while I looked down at the base of her cock. “I will!” she moaned, her juicy pussy massaging me. Gara and I were eleven years old, at least in the oral Republic standard reckoning. We were given half a breath’s warning asian before he tipped us over the edge, sending us plunging into the murky depths of the Terondia Bay. I don’t know how long we ran, but I– japanese and all of the girls– were dead tired before we got back to the ranchhouse. “Brother mine?” I called out, sitting up, my robe sticking to my chest, matted down with blood. me on big time.. I kissed Jennifer and jerked my head toward Jill. As she sated Yavara’s perverse anal lust with her rotating finger, she awakened the princess’s bisexuality with a single flick of her tongue, drawing it through the leaking folds of Yavara’s blushing slit. I really like having you help me get up on the horses." I sucked harder, drawing out her cum. Mike and his father started to sync up their pounding of Tawny and myself. I let her then feel my loneliness with all of this by hugging up to her. Boldly I reached down and grabbed that ass though his sweats. Mr. David, please stop!” Sasha tried to say with limited oxygen. My cock used to be as small as that new hunky boyfriend of yours when I was his age.