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Suddenly two women came up to me – a blonde and a brunette.
I nodded to them amiably, and they giggled and sat down on either side of me.
– Your name is Jonathan? – asked an attractive blonde, sat down on the right.

– Yes, and

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this is what is written on my forehead? Both laughed, and then the brunette answered.
“No, but you came here with Sherry, and Jamie asked us to take care of you until she arrived.”
And Sherry, said where you sit.
By the way, my name is Cindy, and her Rhonda.
– Hello.
Have something to drink? – Yes, but today we treat.
Jamie said – you study at the university and want to become a writer, right? – Exactly – this is my cherished dream.
They ordered a drink, we talked, listened to music, and after a while I, Cindy and Rhonda, left the bar and went to the dance floor.
My new acquaintances danced very close to me, and, in the end, I found myself squeezed between their bodies, wriggling in the rhythm of the dance.
Their hands were everywhere – stroking my ass, chest, dick.
Rhonda pulled my shirt out of her pants, and put her hand under her.
I felt her hard nipples press against my back as she caressed my chest and stomach.
Cindy, at this time, put my hands on her hips, and then began to move them higher, until I stumbled upon her elastic buttocks.
Smiling pretty, Cindy fell to my lips.
And Rhonda, too, did not stand idle – her hand slipped into my jeans, and, squeezing my tensed cock with thin fingers, she began to slowly podrachivat it.
I, in turn, found out that Cindy was wearing thongs, so my fingers penetrated freely between the buttocks, stroking the hole.
And suddenly something rested on my ass, and I rubbed about it something.
Rhonda definitely had a dick, but about Cindy I had some doubts, which she herself resolved by whispering in my ear.
– Damn, Jamie is right, you’re damn sexy.

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Ronda got on you? I nodded.
– You know, her pipiska is round the clock, and she fucks me all the time.
I think she is not averse to fucking you.
But I do not have a member, but only my soft, wet pussy that is waiting for your fingers, – he put his hand between her thighs – like her panties were soaked through, then my fingers slipped over them and began to stroke swollen lips.
“Oh yes, like this.”
I bet you got up too, and the big boy? – leaving alone my ass, which she energetically squeezed, put her hands on my pants, feeling the member and Ronda’s hand inside.
When the music we danced to was over, and they put on a new one, Cindy and Rhonda let me go and went back to the bar.
I followed them.
There were waiting for us Sherry and Jamie Jamie got up and approached me.
Looking into her eyes, I saw uncertainty.
Then, stretching out my hand, I removed a few chestnut strands that fell on her eyes and said.
– Jamie, my angel.
She opened her arms for me, and while we did not break away from each other, until we suddenly realized that there were a lot of people around us besides us.
“Johnanathan,” she said, gasping, “I want to be sure that you really like me.”
It is I, not the novelty of sensations in sex.
– Jamie, I confess that women like you very much excite me.
But you, you took possession of my heart, and I want to be with you, as long as you yourself want it.
She hugged me again, and then proudly looked at smiling friends.
– I went, to me, have fun.
I don’t mind Jonathan having fun with you, but as long as you remember, he is mine.
I just smiled at her statement.
And we are five of us.
Jamie, Sherry, Cindy, Rhonda and I went to Jamie’s home.
The fun began as soon as we were in the apartment.
Cindy and Rhonda dragged me to the center of the living room.
Rhonda immediately stuck to my lips, pressing her big breasts against my chest.
I felt that her cock was fully operational.
Cindy stood up from behind, as if the cat was rubbing against my back and ass, unbuttoning my belt and pulling off my jeans.
And Rhonda pulled off my shirt.
Before I blinked, my jeans, along with shorts, were lowered to the ankles.
And then they pushed me onto the couch, and a hot, wet mouth covered my cock.
It was Cindy, who wanted to get a prize, and she knew exactly what to do.
With marigolds she lightly scratched my thighs and the heavy eggs.
Without ceasing to work as a tongue, Cindy untied my sneakers, and soon all my clothes were already lying on the floor.
And Ronda, without wasting her time, lifted her skirt to the waist and shifted her red panties.
Like a little devil out of the box, a member jumped outward, entwined with swollen veins and purpled with blood.
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