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“Yeah, Mike,” Tracey panted, “Hope you have a good view, by looks of things, you must need to cum too.”
That was all the invitation he needed, and he began to stroke his cock. The three of them headed up the stairs and into the shower. Casey licked her lips, moved between Tracey’s legs, and began eating her pussy. Each one tried their damndest to not show Mike how aroused they were, and how much the two of them wanted to strip him down and fuck him silly
Mike’s jaw dropped, if the floor had been glass, he would have broken it. Then the two of them dropped their outfits, and he almost choked on his mouthful of beer. They now shared an apartment on the West side of a major metropolis.