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.. she was...Laurie couldn't find the word, so she just continued with her makeup, pressing her full lips together to make sure the lipstick was spread across them evenly.Laurie was going over to Aimee's dorm tonight to study for the upcoming psych quiz with Aimee and her cousin Brad. Freud. The quiz was all about Freud, and Laurie hated it. Stupid sick man's psychology. Stupid sick man.Laurie thought Freud's obsession with penises was disgusting. Penises. Laurie couldn't figure out what was so great about them anyway. Freud was convinced that every woman - that Laurie - was obsessed with penises, too. That every they hated their mothers for denying them their father's bounty. Laurie knew it was bullshit. She didn't want a penis. She didn't even want sex with anyone who did have one.Laurie guessed Aimee didn't want a penis either. Probably didn't even know what one was, she laughed, combing her long blonde hair. Laurie guessed Aimee had never done it. Of course she'd never done it.. She did the same taking Paul’s into her mouth.Dan smiled at Rita as her talented tongue brought his cock to life then looked at Susan sucking on Paul’s making it rock hard. Paul looked at the hard cock that would soon fuck his wife and surprising Dan, knelt and began sucking on it a few strokes. He felt obligated and returned the pleasure to Paul.“Okay you two, you can give the other a blow job later on. Right now your cum belongs in the other wife’s pussy,” Rita remarked, guiding Dan onto the nearest bed.Rita straddled Dan’s groin and pinning his wrists to the bed above his head attacked his mouth with hungry kisses. She rubbed her separating pussy lips against his semi-hard cock needing him inside her.“When Rita wants a certain cock, no man is safe,” Paul joked. He took Susan in his arms, his cock stabbing her just above her pussy. She accepted his embrace, her breasts flattening to his chest. They began to kiss and lips remaining locked, she guided him onto the other bed.Susan.
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