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Ray and Cole each ordered the same as Tag had ordered, and it sounded so good that Cal and Tom ordered the same thing cooked the same way.When Missy turned to leave, she patted Cole on the shoulder.Tag was watchin for some kind of show between the two.“I reckon that Missy girl is just plum took with my brother now, Mr. Clyde’s gonna hafta find another hired hand looks like.”“Tag, you better be careful with your teasin, one day you’re gonna meet some pretty little girl and she’ll have you doin double back flips every time she comes around,” Cal said.“Not me an’ Ray, are we Ray? We ain’t fallin for none of that eye blinking stuff that Missy girl is doin to Cole.”Tag looked at his brother Ray for backup, but Ray wasn’t gonna join him this time. He thought Missy looked pretty and he liked the way she made eyes at Cole. He was already hoping that one day a pretty girl would come along and smile at him too.“Ray you ain’t thinkin about goin out and findin a girl too are ya?” Tag asked.“See. Shuffling round to the side of me he turned my head to face him and ran his cock over my lips as opened my mouth, he pushed himself into me. Then I felt Justin ease up me with care, he started to fuck me in a gentle way. I had my mouth around the younger lads cock as I pulled him, then he groaned real loud but unfortunately I moved my mouth off him as he shot his seed, most of it landed on my neck, but I did manage to get some in my mouth.I turned to face Justine as he fucked me at a steady pace, and sure enough my orgasm was building, and building fast. I moved upwards and said “Justin kiss me” as he leaned down, I had my arms around his neck as we snogged furiously. A few minutes later I groaned loudly and announced “I’m coming AGAIN”, as Justine sped up a little I held my cock upwards, and then I groaned “OH God Justin I’M COMING, HARDER PLEASE FUCK ME HARDER”, as he speeded up it was incredible.Then two minutes later, maybe three, I groaned and let out a “UUUGGGHHH” as spunk shot.
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