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Blue Light Special
Date: 10/7/2015, Categories: Humor, Author: Buz, Rating: 34, Source: LushStories
an orgasm but a really deep multiple orgasm. She went cross-eyed and clenched all over. Doreen could barely scream out as her thighs tightened into a near death grip around the sergeant’s head and neck. By the time her orgasm subsided enough to unclench her thighs around Sarge’s neck, he had turned blue. The sergeant rolled back, his tongue hanging out the side of his mouth as he gasped for air and grabbed his neck. Wobbling a bit, he sat up on the edge of the bed. ‘Damn! I’m not as fast at getting my head out of the way as I used to be,’ he thought to himself. Bugs had yanked his big goober out of Doreen’s mouth at the very instant he noticed her start to clench. If he had not, he was convinced that she might have accidentally bitten his pecker off. Doreen’s sweaty tits lifted and dropped, her chest heaving in and out as she recovered from her orgasm. She shook her head from side to side, raising her eyes brows she sighed loudly. “Oh, Sarge,” exclaimed Doreen, “I’d heard you were a good pussy eater, but damn, you sure ‘nuff proved it today.” The sergeant, still dizzy from escaping the vice grip between Doreen’s thighs, grunted under his breath. “Yeah, I’ve heard that too.” “Why I don’t I climb in ‘tween yo legs, Doreen?” Bugs was grinning from ear to ear. Sarge looked back over his shoulder at the enormous erect pecker between Bugs’s legs. “No way, I ain’t goin’ after that King Kong.” “Huh?” Bugs raised his hands in protest. “Remember, I outrank ya.” At that Sarge ... whipped his ass around and plopped on his knees between Doreen’s spread legs. Showing a second wind, the sergeant jerked his boxers off, pulled himself up and pushed his hard cock against Doreen’s wet swollen pussy lips. Doreen grabbed hold of his erect weiner with one hand to help guide it in. Sarge pushed forward and his swollen penis slid into her soaking wet cunt. “Oooh. Uhmmm, oh yes!” Doreen closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his back. Grabbing both hands full of his white undershirt, she screamed out, “Fuck me Sarge, fuck me!” Sarge began pumping his torso back and forth, humping away. The bed shook mightily; bedsprings squeaking and the headboard thumping against the wall. Doreen squealed louder and louder with each thrust. A neighbor lady out walking her Chihuahua heard the squealing and thumping coming from Doreen’s trailer as she strolled by. She noticed the police car parked out front and tossed her head in disgust. “C’mon Fifi,” she said to her little dog. “I hate for you to hear the revolting things that nasty trollop is doing.” She and her Chihuaha walked away in a huff. Back inside the trailer… “Ride me cowboy! Ride me!” Doreen had her legs wrapped around Sarge, tugging at his tank top undershirt as hard as she could. Sarge continued plugging away, his butt shaking like a jack-hammer breaking up cement. Red in the face, the sergeant was grunting and panting. “Are you okay, Sarge?” asked Bugs as he sat at the edge of the bed watching them. “Uh huh,” Sarge ...