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"What was she saying, that she's in love with me, or she just really enjoying what we are doing, that had to be it, she's just really into me making a baby with her. Then I heard a very loud moaning coming from across the room. I forgot all about Maggie, but there she naked, was pulling hard on her one nipple as she looked to have most of her hand pushed inside her pussy as she came. Maggie made eye contact with me as she said "Fuck her John, Fuck her good, knock her up honeeeyyyyy, oh fuck I'm coming again." I had never seen Maggie so fucking horny in our lives together. Her hand was fucking her pussy fast and hard and I could smell her from across the room. Hearing Mag seem to make Arlene start to go off as one after the other orgasms hit her and she finally let lose yelling that she loves me and for me to keep fucking her forever. I looked back at Mag but she was to far gone fucking herself to hear her friend. Arlene then did something no one has ever done to me in my life, other. ”“Before I got home, did you guys…?” Claire and Rita in a threesome with Bill would have been both understandable and a wonderful way to walk in on them.Rita snorted. “No! Claire explained that this weekend was for all four of us, and wouldn’t start without you getting home. First,” she added.“So, how long were you sitting naked in the living room?”Leaning back a little bit, she looked into my eyes shyly. “About fifteen minutes. Claire wanted you to know the instant you walked in what kind of weekend she had planned.”I laughed quietly, eager not to disturb the easy, relaxed pace of our conversation. “And what if I’d been late? How long would the three of you have waited before partaking in each other?”She thought for a moment. “Probably would have been at least another hour before I sucked Bill off and let him cum in my mouth, while fingering Claire.” She laughed again. “No, honey. We were all waiting for you.”Very flattered, I stammered a thank you.“Thank Claire. Her scheme all.
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