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Chelsea picked up speed and began yelping with the thrills brought on from an orgasm. Dennis was just about to join her massage in cumming when she stopped and rolled off him. Chelsea giggled as she got to her feet, picked up her rake, and began furiously clearing her quarter of the yard again. Dennis had to remain lying in the leaves without moving for a minute or two before he was confident he could stand up without sending his dick over the edge that Chelsea had brought him so close too. He couldn’t believe this had all been a trick so that she could finish first (in more ways than one). Once Dennis got back to his feet he picked up his own rake and began trying to clear his part of the yard, but it was clearly too late, Chelsea was almost done with her quarter. A few minutes later Chelsea threw her rake to the ground and raised her arms in celebration as she had just cleared the last of her section. “Take em off.” She called to Dennis. Dennis had a sour face on as he took his sweatshirt and shirt off over his head, but really he was glad to be rid of the dirty cloths, they had been nice and warm when him and Chelsea had first soaked them, but they had quickly become cold and damp. Chelsea was thinking along the same lines as she tugged her own jeans down and stepped out of them, leaving them in a wet heap on the brown grass that had been hidden erotic under the leaves. She left her shirt and jacket on because neither of them had actually gotten that wet throughout this whole business and it was still pretty cold out. So, it was in a pair of pink panties with small green spots on them and her light pink windbreaker that she watched as Dennis undid his belt and let his jeans fall to the ground. He stood in front of her in nothing but his drenched boxers. He drained the last of his beer and tossed the can asian onto the pile of leaves they were building in Chelsea’s yard. “Don’t worry, I’ll get some more.” Chelsea said placing a hand on Denis’ firm chest before sauntering up the steps to her own house. Dennis watched her ass cheeks rise and fall, concealed in those bright panties. As he watched her walk, Dennis noticed the panties sneaking their way in between Chelsea’s ass cheeks. Chelsea opened her door and stepped inside her house, Dennis saw her sneak a hand behind herself and pull the wet fabric from between her rounded cheeks. Dennis casually swept a small clump of couples leaves onto the pile while Chelsea was inside. When she came back out and tossed him a can of beer she said, “I’ll get a fire going while you finish the yard and then you can finally jerk off outside while the suns still up!” Dennis popped the top on his can, drained half of it, and then, like Popeye after eating spinach, he began racing around the yard at an almost super human speed. He was a flurry of flying leaves and vicious rake swings. While he ran around the yard trying to get all the leaves to move at once, Chelsea walked casually to the back of her yard where she kept a small wood pile. She grabbed a couple logs and positioned them in her fire pit on top of a pile of twigs and paper. Chelsea lit a piece of paper with a Bic she had in her pocket and tossed it onto the fire. She spent a few minutes body poking at the logs in the pit, making sure they were being properly exposed to the flame and there was enough air flow to keep the fire lit. Dennis finished up the last of the yard just as Chelsea was getting the fire to become self-sufficient. He collapsed in a lawn chair next to the fire pit and emptied his can of beer. He reached down for his shirt to mop the sweat from his face but realized he was still only wearing his boxers. Chelsea saw his struggle and was kind enough to help him. “Here” she said taking her jacket off and pulling her own shirt over her head. She tossed the shirt to him and put her jacket back on over the red bra she was wearing. She leaned back in the other lawn chair by the fire and put her feet up on the edge of the pit, spreading her legs so that Dennis was able to see the barely concealed outline of her pussy through the cloud of smoke rising from the fire between them. Dennis used her shirt to slowly wipe the sweat from his face, careful to keep at least one eye on Chelsea the whole time. When he had finished she asked, desi “You ready to jerk off now?” Dennis laughed, “I’ve been ready since you walked outside like two hours ago.” “Go for it.” Chelsea said leaning forward a little. Dennis didn’t need any more encouragement than that, he quickly pulled his boxers down, revealing the boner they had been poorly concealing since he sat down. I stood there talking with him and ran my hand desi over my pussy and then it occurred to me I should shave myself. You wait until I tell the whole town about you! I also became aware of something else. You feel as if you can't take anymore cock inside of you, or you'll explode. I dozed in and out of consciousness couples for a while, just enjoying having Tali asleep on my chest. But so would the rest of the bitches within her domain. We enjoy the jacuzzi as we watch the final scene of the movie, a group of ten girls having an orgy. “Come on!” I shouted, my heart pounding. Kim was sobbing, the pain was terrible, she was sure he'd torn her then her daughter took her into her arms. asian You alright? At last I was getting the relief that I had longed for all day; but definitely not in the place that I wanted to get it. Vickie saw his reaction and started to finger herself as she recalled the feel of Max’s body hard cock moving in and out of her pussy. I couldn’t imagine Jonas having already fallen asleep in the short time since he stopped looking on his device. Punish me! I stole! Where is this site?” The only thing left to remind people of what had gone on before, besides their memories of his stories, was a prominent plaque that would be noticed upon entering the bus at the front massage that noted the most popular rider that the bus line had ever had. I erotic was pumping my cock at her tits like mad.