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Date: 9/19/2017, Categories: Group Sex, Author: Tomjones88, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

once. That too. She did one more line, I begged off. She sat back in her chair, her head tilted, looking at the ceiling and rubbing her nose. She wheeled her head down so it was level and stared at me for some moments, studying my face. “Just so you know,” she said, “I’m just having fun. This is a one-time thing. Okay?” I didn’t bother to nod. I took her by the shoulders, hoisted her up and kissed her while backing her against the wall. I pulled off her blouse, yanked her shorts down and slid my hand in her panties and inside her clit. I went in deep and found a fold of wetness and worked on that fold until it expanded and she stroked my cock and tilted her head back against the wall. The way she gasped may have sounded louder because I was high, or she may have been more in to it because she was high. I pulled her panties down as I zoomed to my knees and licked and fingered her pussy for several minutes. She was tight and clean-shaven, unlike Anjali. My tongue swiped from thigh to thigh and she threaded several fingers through my hair. I realized, as my tongue grazed her thigh, what I should do. Still crouching, I backed her up to the bed and guided her down on to her back. I went to the mirror with the coke, picked up the dollar bill she was using, scooped up about a line and took it to her, lying there and peering at me. I knelt down and dumped the coke on her stomach just above her pussy and with my fingers formed it in to a line. Some of it stuck to my fingers which ... were wet from being inside her and I just wiped it on her sheets. “Dennis,” she said. “Oh my God. Seriously.” I placed both my hands on her cheeks and bent over her so our noses were touching. “You said you’re just having fun,” I said. “This is me just having fun. And I know you will like it.” She gave me a hard stare, bit her lip and nodded. I planed down, past her tits in her black bra--they were smaller than I thought, and there was a dark mole on her left one—and ducked down to her vagina, immediately smelling a mixture of cocaine and the plastic, fishy smell certain vaginas have. I buried my tongue inside her and flicked it from side to side really quickly as I moved upward in an arch. My tongue left her clit and hit light prickles of shaved pubes and I inhaled as I moved my head up to the center of her chest and felt the coke zip in my nostrils. She yelped and her body spasmed. As soon as I was done, I rested my head on her chest for a few moments, but she sat up and pushed me forward and next thing I knew her mouth was around my cock, furiously sucking it while her legs clamped around my legs as if I might escape. I nutted in her mouth in about three minutes and she tilted her head back, again, as if having done more coke, and swallowed three times. I stepped back and almost fell against her window. I felt so fucking good in that moment and shut my eyes. The next room over, I heard the door shut and Dirk and Anjali talking in whispers. I began laughing. I heard her ...