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STUDED #3 PEE WEE'S NEXT ADVENTURE

... quick examination, I could see he had fallen on his elbows and knees. KiKi was writhing under him, seemingly in ecstasy.

"Gochu, Fochu," she kept shouting.

A wide smile crossed Jack's thin lips,

"She loves a big gochu. Tease her with it," he yelled at my corpulent buddy.

On hearing Jack's instruction, Fletch lifted his ass, so he was high enough to withdraw his cock to the point it was at her labia lips, and then lounged deep into Kiki's abyss. Quickly catching on to Fletch's change in position and rhythm, the tiny women threw her legs as far as she was able, partially encircling Fletch's big ass. We watched as she matched every cock plunge and withdrawal with her own upward and downward thrust.

This War of the Gods went on for a while. Finally, I guessed KiKi, as well as Fletcher were tiring. KiKi somehow got her slender hand on Fletch's big butt and snaked all her long fingers forward. Her hand disappeared in Fletch's hairy butt hole.

"Aiaiailo" shouted Fletch, as if mimicking a Narwhal being harpooned. As KiKi, a prostate expert, got her fingers around his large walnut-sized prostrate and squeezed tightly. Fletcher's cock, responding like a dragon shot from the sky, belched a dying chorus of agony and passion as he shot his cream inside her pie crust. There was so much sperm, that as he thrust upwards his sperm ran all over her delicate Mon Venus and threatened to glue her to the bed.

Recognizing our red-faced buddy was in trouble standing up, ...

... Larry and I ran forward, grabbed his arms, and helped raise the giant to his feet. Once he was up, we craned our necks to see what damage he had done. The pretty slender KiKi lay there as if shot by a sniper, her eyes were rolled back and the whites were prominent, her lips kept uttering what sounded like gochu, gochu, over and over.

"She's in heaven," said her husband, whose hands were busy at his midsection, as if trying to raise some life into his mordant scrotum.

At that moment, the three-guy wife fucking event was over. Fletch now on his feet, stood there, his giant cock leaking sperm onto the little belly of the lady. I glanced back at our 'beni-fuckter' Jack, who was now jerking off his sizable dick with both hands.

"Hey Jack, you said your dick didn't work, some shit about a car crash."

"Yeah I know," said Jack, huffing as he jack-hammered his pud, "I'm just an old Army man, whenever I want to get off, I love watching guys fuck my wife. I always give them that bullshit story, and they believe it. Sorry, bout that guys."

Feeling a little disgusted, with Jack's deception, I held my cock over the tiny wall sink. After pissing in the sink, I wiped my dick off on one of the cabin face towels and turned. I was disgusted with Jack.

"What kind of shit is that?"

Jack nodded but kept on jerking.

The three of us walked out the door. Jack, still holding onto his spritzer, trailed behind us, as we looked to where we left the car.

"Thanks, guys. I really ...