“Loser!” she trilled merrily, whipping it out of my hole. “Next.” I left my blindfold on as Trish moved behind Rupali. I could hear her breath...ng beside me, maybe a little nervous. Blind, I groped about for her hand, found it and gave it a squeeze, which she returned. Still holding her hand, I shuffled a bit closer and we settled our interlocked elbows back on the floor. Our heads nearly touching, the scent of her shampoo filled my nostrils, coconutty and tropical, making me dizzy. Her hand. She was taking him. She’d consumed all his mammoth cock. But how long was that fucker? Nine…ten…had to be at least ten inches! She wanted to know so bad…and she felt like a dirty slut for it. But the urge to measure his dick was irrepressible. And she knew when this escapade was over, she was going to slap a tape measure on him just for shits and giggles. Maybe take me some pictures too, she thought. Her digital camera was right across the room in the top drawer of her dresser…and it. More

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