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mouth. I found myself in his clutches then, his face buried in my chest, while
     he seized a nipple, drawing on the end of it, releasing a torrent of milk. Not
     to be outdone, Leonard closed his lips over the other nipple, and milk began to
     flow freely.
    “Oh, Harry!” I glanced over at
     Leslie, finding her naked and on her back with Harry between her thighs,
     indulging in the softness of her pussy.
    Having had enough milk, Pooky turned his attention towards Shelly, kissing her.
    “You smell like milk,” she giggled.
     “Gross.”
    He grasped her t-shirt, pulling it
     over her head. “Nice boobies,” he rasped.
    She fought him playfully, pushing
     against the wall of his chest. “No, you filthy ape.”
    “ Ggggrrrr ….”
    My shorts had been removed; Leonard’s
     hoarse breathing filled my ears, as his excitement grew. The throbbing length
     of his cock pressed into my bottom urgently. “Nice, Porsche. Nice.”
    He never seemed to tire of me, no
     matter how many years we had been together. “Oh, Leonard.” I was suddenly on my
     back, while he dove between my legs, his lengthy tongue twirling and stabbing.
     “Oh!” The intrusion was staggering, slippery and wet, while he laved deeply.
    “ Omigod !”
     cried Shelly. She was on all fours with Pooky behind
     her, his tongue buried in her pussy. “I sure did miss this!”
    The three of us were pleasured in
     nearly the same way, the Sasquatches knowing exactly how to fan the flames of
     desire, bringing us blissfully to the edge. Leonard’s thumb pressed into my
     nub, rubbing the little bump in sinuous circles. I glanced at the canopy of
     leaves over my head, glimpsing the stars between the branches.
    “Oh, God, Harry!” The spritely ape was
     behind Leslie, driving into her, while she grasped the blanket for support. Her
     breasts bounced with each thrust. “Oh, yeah…fuck me!”
    Pooky fell to his back, bringing Shelly
     over him. She lowered onto his long, hard cock, the shaft embedding. “I really
     did miss this!” Her hips began to move, thrusting back and forth over him,
     while he moaned, the sound echoing in his lungs, primal and animalistic.
    Leonard’s attentions had left me
     breathless and on the edge of orgasm. I pushed against him, leaning over him,
     while grasping the thick, wet mass of his phallus. He groaned, his eyes glazing
     with lust. I suckled the tip, marveling at how large the crown was. The slit
     leaked a stream of clear fluid, the musky offering teasing my senses. His hands
     tangled in my hair, while his chest rose and fell with his breathing.
    “Good, Porsche…good.”
    Leslie screamed then, having reached
     the pinnacle of what she could withstand, the climax tearing through her
     system. I hardly paid anyone any notice, while I worked Leonard, but hands were
     suddenly on my hips, lifting me to my knees. I assumed it was Harry, and,
     before I could form another thought, he slid deep, his heavy balls smacking my
     pussy.
    The oral and vaginal stimulation
     produced a torrent of delicious tingles that sent my tummy into pleasurable
     spasms. With each thrust of Harry’s cock, my body buzzed, my velvety tunnel
     clamping around the object that was responsible for bringing me such pleasure.
     Having Leonard in my mouth added to these sensations, and, as I moaned, I
     shuddered, succumbing to the bliss, not being able to stop it.
    “Oh! Ooohhh …”
    Harry grunted then, stiffening. “ Whhhooaarrrr …!”
    A burst of semen sprayed, the excess
     pouring down my inner thighs. I didn’t mean to, but I bit on Leonard, and he
     moaned, the pain adding to the pleasure. More creamy fluid escaped. I had to
     close my eyes, as the wetness doused my face. Sticky, hot Sasquatch semen ran
     down my neck, drenching my breasts. Droplets fell from the tips of my nipples.
    “Oh, Leonard. Ugh.”
    “Good!” he rasped. “Sticky Porsche.”
    “You dirty ape.”
    “ Gggrrrooaarrr …”

 
    Chapter Six
     
    As promised, we
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