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Pretty soon Hamilton came in her mouth and watching her swallowing Hamilton's sperm set off Peterson who, after a very few stokes, began to wildly piston inside her, his dick creating a chain reaction in LaCrosse who came soon after. As those guys pulled their softening cocks out of her mouth, pussy, and ass, Campbell flipped her over and pulled her over to the edge of the table, lifting her legs over his shoulder as he slid between the sloppy cunt lips, piercing her. Her big swollen tits rolled around on her chest, and Fredendall and Nelson took one of her melons each and began to suck her nipples, working the fleshy mounds delicately with their fingers. When Campbell wrapped up his turn Grant, Mitchell, Stephens, O'Neill, Simpson, Rogers, Harrison, Fredendall, Nelson, and Michaels each replaced him in turn depositing their own load in the sperm bank. Even the bartender, a slovenly looking old man took a turn. The last man who hadn't had a go at her was Bronx. Bronx wasn't his real name of course; it was a where he was from. He was one badass motherfucker, and he was a huge big bear of a man. He sat down in a chair and told the guys to bring her over. Limp as a dishrag, the two MPs, Grant and Campbell, both big men themselves, brought her over and set her down on his lap. He positioned her over his mammoth erect cock. He is the only man I ever met who makes me feel inadequate, and my nine inch soda can size dick wasn't built for pansies either, but his cock was a genetic freak of nature in size and length. He slid her up and down his length, rending asunder her pussy around him with each mighty thrust. As if that overworked pussy wasn't enough for him either, he slid in and out of her pussy and then moved his behemoth cock to her asshole and pressed it firmly inside, compelling her body down onto him, oblivious to her moans of agony. Once he had made it into her bowels, he lifted her up and down only a couple times until his face screwed up in the pleasure of the act and everything he had in that thing was poured out far up her ass. By this time my cock was hard again. I walked over to Bronx and I lifted her off of him and carried her over to the pool table. I had gotten so horny watching them that I hurriedly flipped her onto her back and mounted her missionary style. My burning johnson easily slid deep into her steamy cunt after the workout it had just taken. As if coming out of a daze or something, this finally seemed to set her off. She looked like she might have wanted to pass out earlier with Bronx. Then with my repeated hammering of her pussy with my engorged monster cock, big enough, but not too big apparently, she squealed with delight for the first time getting her second wind. She moaned as I moved my mouth over her neck and breasts, licking, nibbling and sucking the tender flesh. She made some movement to bring her hands up behind my back to stroke my traps and back muscles, while I worked my other hand down around her clit, stimulating her needs for the first time that night. Her pussy juice was again dripping down the base of my cock, greasy, to my balls as they slapped against her slimy messy asshole. My passion built inside me, my desire and ache to have this bitch totally. I didn't want to finish. After flipping the cunt over onto her stomach I climbed up over her spread-eagle legs and mounted her from behind to the cheers of my fellow Marines. Within seconds of flesh-to-flesh contact my cock quickly found its mark and soon my nine-inches was deep inside her hot cunt again. The bitch actually started moaning again, although somewhat groggily, and I wasn't sure if it was pleasure or pain, but soon I had a rhythm going, thrusting her ass back into me every time I shoved my cock deep up her cunt. I pulled out again and flipped her over on top of me, this time she working slowly riding up and down on my python. I lifted her up until the tip of my cock was barely in her, then I slammed her back down on me.

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