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She was planning on another threesome. What the fuck am I getting into now? She seemed like such a sweet girl. A girl who was cheated on by her husband; who was looking for a revenge fuck. Now I’m being committed hairy muscle gay to an ongoing string of orgies. We needed to talk, but first I had to drill her ass. I pulled back on her hair again. The brown strands were wet from her perspiration. She arched her back and drove my cock deep into her bowels. She was mumbling and groaning. Her mind was in shutdown and only her urges to mate were active. I saw us fucking in her dressing mirror at the foot of the bed. I could see my cock entering her ass. “Heather, look in the mirror.” She glanced over and saw us fucking. “Shit, I can see your dick as it enters by ass. Pull almost out. I want to see your cock. Oh, fuck that’s hot. Shove hairy muscle gay it in now. Yes. Oh, fuck me. I going to cum. Give me your cock.” Watching us fuck heated me up to the point where my cum started to flow into her ass. I pulled her upright and started to slam her ass as the cum flowed. She came with me and I could see, in the mirror, as she started to piss all over the bed in front of her. A hard stream that hairy muscle gay went on and on as she came on my cock. It was soaking into the sheet and running in little rivers over the bed. She screamed and fell forward into the pools hairy muscle gay for her juice. Her ass was wide open and the cum ran out and down her cunt. I rolled her onto a dry part of the bed and got towels from the bathroom. She hairy muscle gay was out. I soaked up most of the liquid. I turned her to lay the length of the bed. I lie hairy muscle gay down next to her, spoon in, and fall asleep. __________ I woke up and found myself alone in the bed. Shit, it’s ten hairy muscle gay o’clock. I don’t see Heather anywhere. I get up and get dressed hairy muscle gay. I figure I had better get out of here quick. Her husband could come back at any moment and find my SUV in his garage. I was in hairy muscle gay the kitchen when Heather opened the patio door. She was wearing a string bikini. “John, it’s about time you are up. I’ve been out sunbathing. Would you like to join me?”