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Her inner labia weren’t visible as she swung her leg over me and got ready to mount me. Mona’s breasts definitely weren’t as large as Ashley’s were, but they weren’t small either. I was worried about not making a good impression with Ashley’s “cool” friends and by extension, embarrassing her or making her not want to hang out with me anymore. As I worked my way up her leg towards her glistening pussy, I began to mentally rehearse what Mona had taught me the night before. “Do you want to feel them?” she asked, unaware I already had. Ashley grabbed the duvet and tossed it over the edge of the bed, uncovering us both simultaneously. Ashley tasted different from Mona, but nonetheless delicious, so I indulgently slid in and out of her a few times as deep as I could, allowing her secretions to flow into my mouth before returning to pass over her engorged clit.

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