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"That's not exactly" was all I got out of my mouth before you rammed the full thing into my pussy. I screamed! Your eyes widened. "Did that hurt?" you asked. "Noooo, no," I managed. Much more slowly you pumped my gaping hole with the sticky cucumber. I tried to catch the rhythm but couldn't. "It would be better if you just went with the flow," you said. "Trust me," you whispered, leaning towards me. "Just relax and enjoy." Then you stood back up. I opened my eyes. Above my head Andre held a glass bowl of fruit. I could see banana slices and strawberries, raspberries and slices of peaches. I was beginning to get hungry. I spread my legs wider and the cucumber just slid effortlessly into me. I moaned, for the first time enjoying the feel of this ravishing green dildo. "Do me. Do me more," I pleaded. "Ohhhhh more." My pussy slurped wet gushy noises as I pushed into your hand thrust, gobbling the green cock deep inside. "More, baby, morrrrrre." On that note you pulled the cucumber out and ran it around my asshole. I grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them as wide as I could, begging silently for you to do exactly what you teased. I didn't have to wait long before I felt the steady pressure of the well-lubed veggie. Andre reached inside the glass bowl and taking a handful of fruit in his hand, he eyed me. "Hungry?" he asked. I nodded as you pushed the veggie dildo deeper into my tight ass. Andre winked as he crushed the fruit in his hand. Sweet sticky juices seeped out between his fingers as he covered his cock in the mashed nectar. Another hand joined his. It was yours, rubbing and stroking and covering his meat with the sweet juice. I like watching men stroke themselves and I get so hot watching men stroke other men. But usually I only get to see that when I am watching a movie. Here it was in the flesh, just inches from my face. Andre put down the bowl next to my head and smiled as you stroked him, his bulbous head swelling with each downward movement. I marveled at your talent. How did you manage to stay so cool, so calm, while your veggie fucked my ass and gave Andre this slow tight hand job? As if in answer, you pulled Andre forward by his cock and rubbed his thick veiny cock over my face, smearing me in red fruit juice. I opened my mouth, anxious to taste more than strawberries and bananas. As I hoped and wished for, you directed his large member into my waiting mouth. I slurped his cock with abandon, savoring every inch of his delicious cock from his balls to the tip of his knob. I took him as far as I could, deep into my throat, squeezing my throat muscles around him. I could barely breathe, he was so thick, and every lick made him swell larger. Pre-come oozed from his cock. His hands were on my head now, pulling and pushing my head up and down. He fucked my mouth, thrusting hard to the very back of my throat, oblivious to gagging, shortness of breath. God, any squeals I could have made were muffled by this huge cock. Now my eyes were closed. I felt a hand beside my head, then disappear and reappear, this time pressing fruit into my skin, across my neck, breasts, and stomach. Then pressing, filling my cunt with fingers and fruit. I tried to speak, but alas, it was all I could do to continue breathing with Andre's large cock stuffed so deep into my mouth. The cucumber in my ass became motionless, as if sensing my need to concentrate. Andre's cock started to jerk. My mouth was already stretched as wide as it could to accommodate his pole. Holy fuck, was all I could think as I quickened my pace, sucking as fast as I could, trying to pull the come out of his balls. Licking and sucking him, harder and faster, his pace quickened. He tightened his grip, squeezing my head as his come filled my mouth to overflowing. I couldn't swallow fast enough. It gushed out the corners of my mouth, into my hair, down my breasts. It felt like I was trying to drink from a hose stuffed into my mouth. Spent, Andre moved away from me and his cock was quickly replaced with your tongue lapping against mine, tasting the mix of sperm and fruit. I lifted my legs and wrapped them around you. Like a guided missile, your cock hard and ready, found my mark. Wet slurpy sounds filled the room as you plunged headlong into my hole. I lifted my legs higher so that they straddled your shoulders, you pressed against my breasts, your blonde hair mingling with the raspberry concoction rubbed into my skin. You pumped me hard and furious. It was so damn good. like a locomotive, a steady rhythm. Fuck, fuck, fuck, Fuck, Fuck, FUCK, FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKK. Your heavy balls practically following your cock inside of me, pressing the cucumber in my ass, banging hard. Over and over and over again. Your hands moved to my tits and squeezed them hard, twisting them between your fingers. I could feel your hot come filling me, pushing deep inside me, creaming every crevice of my cunt as we finally finished. We lay there for awhile before you finally spoke. "Andre, I think we're ready for dessert now." Then looking down at me, you smiled. I laughed, "Honey, I live for it," was my only answer. ------------------------------------------------------------------------
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