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away, her cunt sliding so far up my cock that I almost slipped out of her before Imaran pushed her back down, enveloping my prick in her wet heat again as I sank up into her.
    "You hold her down, boy, while I get up in her. She'll like it soon enough—just takes a bit of getting used to."
    I closed on arm tighter about her waist and my other arm crossed up between her shoulder blades so my hand could clamp down on her smooth shoulder, bracing her hard to me, driving my cock in one more reaching inch.
    "Here we go, darling. Just the tip, nice and gentle."
    Rasha whimpered by my ear and went rigid in my arms.
    "Oooh! That's nice darling,” Imaran groaned. “Your ass gripping me like that, so tight. Ah fuck! Now, girlie, you're going to get another inch or two. Nice and slow. Ah, God. That's right. Not too bad, is it darling? You see, I'm being gentle with you. Now a bit more. You'll soon have the whole length of me inside you. Ungh."
    Imaran groaned as he sank his thick length into Rasha's ass. She panted and whimpered in my arms as I held her still for him. She was hardly moving at all now, but the sounds of her whimpers and Imaran's grunts, knowing he was sheathing his oiled cock in her ass, I could only just keep from shooting my hot cream in Rasha's embracing cunt. A heavy groan issued from Imaran's mouth.
    "Ungh! There's a good girl. You've got my whole cock stuffed into that sweet hole. You're well filled up now, darling, my cock in your ass and that boy's prick in your cunt. I'm going to pull out now, for just a second, then ... ungh! Ah, ah, back in. Ah fuck."
    Imaran began to slowly fuck Rasha's ass, and each time he drew back she eased a little away from me, and each time he plunged slowly in again he drove her up against me, and up my hard shaft a little way, so that when he eased back again she came down on me once more, slowly, subtly fucking me. I was sweating with the effort to put off my climax. Slowly, slowly, as Imaran fucked her, Rasha was softening in my arms, her startled whimpers dissolving to panting moans.
    "There, you see, you like it already, don't you darling? You like the feeling of my big hard prick reaming that tight hole of yours. Now, boy, let her out of your arms."
    When I did Imaran drew Rasha back from me, against him, and I watched her being fucked by him.
    "Rasha, darling, pull up your little garment and let the master have a look at your tits."
    Even with two cocks stuffed into her Rasha blushed at this order. But she obeyed. The little white thing she wore rose up in her hands, and I saw her taut belly, sheened with sweat, and then, oh, her tits. Pale. Round. Tipped with blushing pink.
    "How do you like those tits, boy?"
    "They're beautiful,” I said.
    "Take them in your hand, boy, and suck them."
    Imaran was still fucking into her from behind and those pale mounds of flesh rippled with his trusts, and the sight and her movement over me made my cock throb painfully. I put my hands to them. Oh! So soft! The skin so smooth. Gently, gently I squeezed them, watching the pink tips swell toward me, and I took one in my mouth. The flesh felt strange, and it swelled and hardened under my tongue, and when I rubbed my tongue a little harder over that tasty nub, Rasha moaned and writhed over me. Stirred, I began to suck excitedly, and her moans got louder, her writhing wilder.
    "That's it boy, you're getting her nice and hot. Now suck the other one."
    I took my lips from her breast with a slurp and put my mouth to her other tit, licking all over the pink tip, feeling the little nub harden under my tongue.
    "Now, boy, lean back and relax."
    I leaned back, sinking down on the big pillow, half-reclined under Rasha, between the master's shins. He had slid forward in his chair, and I saw his knees in front of me.
    "Now, Rasha darling, take the master's cock in your mouth again. You're going to have one more climax tonight, and it will be with three cocks stuffed into you."
    Rasha leaned forward, her