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cock with her nether orifice.
    They
cried out at the twin sensation of penetration, knowing there was
nobody for miles to hear them. She rode him as he rode on the dildo
adhered to the side of the tub, the feeling of fullness spurring
him on to fuck her harder and harder. Before long he came inside
her. Her eyes closed as she felt his orgasm. They remained in their
embrace for some time, before she stood, stretched, and sauntered
back to the bedroom. He followed, patting himself dry as he walked.
They climbed into the big bed and curled around each other. They
dozed off like this, only waking when the sun rose and the birds
sang the next morning.
    She
woke first, and watched him lying on the bed, his skin glowing in
the pale sunlight. His cock was limp, a squab thickness below his
belly. She took him between her lips, and sucked him into
consciousness.
    He
smiled at her. She smiled back, a little uncertainly. She could
tell that he was planning some devilment, but she didn't know what
it could be, even knowing him as well as she did. He pulled out a
blindfold: not anything particularly flashy or sexy, rather the
opposite. She sniggered when she read the word “megabus” across the
front. He scowled in response, and put it over her eyes.
    She
relaxed back, her legs flopping open. It was so hot in the room
that the ceiling fan was on full blast, making the temperature on
her skin fluctuate between warm and cool. Soon she felt his mouth
on her sensitive neck, with his body brushing against hers. She
felt his rough chest hair against her breasts, and the tip of his
cock, now semi erect, brush against her lower lips. She crooned at
the sparkling sensations over her scalp and neck, followed with
feather light touches on her nipples. She didn't realise how she
was moistening to his touch, nor how her hips were unconsciously
rising from the bed to meet his hardening cock.
    He
swooped downwards, teasing her protruding clit, wreathed with
marmalade hair, with the very tip of his tongue. He relished the
taste of the juices he had released from her waiting cunt. she
moaned as he swirled his tongue around the sensitive nub, running
his tongue up and down her slit, before withdrawing and leaving her
with the alternation of warm and cool from his breath on her wet
skin. After an excruciating pause, he continued. She felt a
pressure against her arsehole, and relaxed, allowing his finger
inside her, moistened by her own secretions. He continued to lick
her clit while he fingered her, slowly introducing three more
fingers one at a time, so slowly and gently that she was barely
aware of the stretch. When he judged her ready― when she was
bucking her hips against his tongue and begging for more fingers
inside her― he ordered her,
    "Turn over." She complied, arching her back and presenting
her moistened, hungry cunt to him, surmounted by her well lubed
arse. He made her wait a little longer for the coup de grace. She
thought she could hear him walking across the room for something,
but was so blissed out that she could barely make sense of the
limited sensations he permitted her.
    She
purred loudly when she felt the dense heat of his cock up against
her tight hole. She relaxed, allowing him fully inside her. She was
seasoned at giving him pleasure with that part of her, so less
easing in was required. She felt deliciously dirty when she felt
how easily he penetrated her.
    She
suddenly opened her eyes under the blindfold. She could feel
another pressure, at the opening of her cunt. She closed her eyes
again at the sensation of the strap on sliding deep inside her
cunt, squeezing against his cock sheathed in her arse. He moaned at
the tightness of sensation, as he filled her to the brim. She
gasped when both cocks were inside her to the hilt. He proceeded,
fucking her with a lazy, unhurried rhythm. The sensation of her
tight, grippy arsehole around his cock, together with the strap on
she had penetrated him with the night before, sliding