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My. Gawd. Her pussy is gorgeous !” a cheap leather miniskirted stripper with big Jersey hair exclaimed as she ran her fingers over Amy's outer pussy lips, which made her squirm and struggle harder. Jesus Christ, this is the third time tonight I'm getting molested ! Amy thought as stripper hands and fingers swarmed over her body, making her writhe. Suddenly, Cherry was on top, straddling her and, with her fingers intertwined in Amy's hair, holding her still, she leaned forward and captured Amy's mouth in a deep, passionate kiss. Amy closed her eyes, ceased struggling against the arms holding her down and found herself responding to Cherry's lips. Amy was so lost in passion, she didn't even mind the faint taste her own pussy from when Cherry had gone down on her in the police car. As their tongues intertwined and danced with each other, Amy was still distantly aware of all the strippers caressing, kissing and licking her flesh, taking liberties with her helpless body, adding to her arousal and was more keenly aware of unknown fingers pushing their way into her pussy, causing her face to take on a sleepy, troubled grimace, but the deep delicious kiss continued. Amy's eyes opened wide and she gave a surprised yelp at the sudden intrusion of a strange tongue licking her asshole and forcing its way in. The spell broken by the sudden violation, Amy resumed her struggling against Cherry and the other whores holding her down, spread-eagled, but the kiss continued. Distracted, Amy broke the kiss and in a shaky but loud voice, said, “L-leave m-my ass alone !” Lulu stopped her tongue-fucking of Amy's ass, looked up and said, “No. Fuck you, deal with it.” and then slid her index-finger inside Amy's ass, knuckle-deep. Amy grunted through her gritted teeth in surprise and thought, Fucking bitch ! as Lulu started to finger-fuck her ass, while Cherry covered her face in kisses. Looking into Amy's eyes, Cherry playfully said, “Let me spin around and see what mischief my partner is up to.”, spun around in a “69” position with Amy (who was still being held down) and Amy found herself staring at Cherry's neatly-trimmed pussy that was the same shade of red as her hair, with the same purple-highlights. Cherry's pussy was very close to her face; Amy could feel and smell the moistness and heat radiating from it. Amy tried to look away and saw the punk-haired stripper running her tongue up Amy's booted-leg and she felt a twinge in her pussy. Amy mentally chided herself, Seriously ? That skank licking your boot is getting you hot ? Really ? Amy was pulled away from her thoughts as, once again, Cherry started to work her oral magic on Amy's pussy; Oh God Amy thought as Cherry's lips and tongue danced around her pussy, taunting her clit with kisses and licks, a sensual contrast to Lulu's finger in her asshole, fucking it with machinelike precision. Amy felt the sensations lifting her, higher and closer to what she indian knew would be the most powerful orgasm of her life. Amy closed her eyes, ready to completely surrender herself to the inevitable ecstasy, but once again... It stopped. Cherry's mouth withdrew from her pussy and was now kissing, licking and nibbling at Amy's inner thighs as Amy wailed, “W—wait, wh-why are telugu you stopping !?” The pace of Lulu's finger fucking of her ass had slowed down considerably. Cherry responded with, “Amy, sweetie, I love you to death, but you're a very selfish lover.” and then went back to kissing and licking her trembling thighs. “You know what I want” Cherry said and then lowered her pussy onto Amy's face. Amy turned her head away from Cherry's pussy and said, “Ew ! I told you. "You can use anything except her ass and cunt. Her ass scrunched and she let out a whimpering moan. Present time, Mister O was on his way back to Madelyn's house with Daisy when a red light began to beep in the center console. I woke up the next day more nervous than when I went to bed. As we kissed something triggered in her, an emotional out pouring from her soul. She sounded more like the Swedish Chef, than anything else. He separated one of the condoms from the roll, and walked over to his sisters, eager to have his way with them. If anything she wanted it to linger as long as possible, even indian telugu on this new day. “No, I don’t think it’s that bad. I wore a tight pair of women’s white cords that hugged my ass and a black top because I was planning this outfit for the other two. “You can get up now, oh, I suppose that I should get you a drink as well; you being a guest and not a local girl.” “You described it as polyamory but that’s not exactly the word I would use.” “Both of you are.” Actually that part involved the chant I was starting next.