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A couple of lads tried to hit on the girls but were given short shrift. Christine getting admiring looks and me getting several winks from lads I knew and glowers from others.Two hours flew by, the conversation was reasonably clean but became dirtier as we got closer to leaving.We arrived back home and I went to get drinks while Christine went to check on Ann. The girls going to the living room.I returned with the drinks to find Christine, with a cardboard box next to her, giggling with Claire. While with other hand he pressed my mouth and opened it. I was just coming to my senses, but it was too late and the cock was already tearing my mouth. My mouth was small for this cock, but because of his hands behind my neck I couldn’t do anything. I didn’t like it so I closed my eyes and tried my best, but it was impossible for my mouth to engulf it completely. Uncle let out a moan and was enjoying my mouth fucking. He was slowly fucking my mouth now; I was gagging in between and was craving. She started to examine how her body appeared.Paul turned around grinning to Jennifer, "Well Jennifer, I think it worked. I don't think you ever have to worry about Steve bothering you again. What do you think?" This can't be real. There's no way. I don't believe... It's not possible. This has got to be some kind of gag - I know, it's that Jamie Kennedy show right?" Jennifer said. "You and Steve cooked this up to get me into something."Paul's face crumbled. Well so much for wishful thinking.... .. you know?"Mae smiled softly. "I just didn't want to end our summer like... we had."Neil nodded, then opened his arms, pulling Mae onto the bed for a hug."Can we... say goodbye?" she asked with a mischievous grin.Neil fought a complex collection of emotions but squashed them all down tightly. He was losing Mae after screwing around with her all summer and he wasn't going to fuck this up. With a quiet nod he drew he close, pulling her into a hug then kissing her slowly. She looked up with a.
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