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SCOTT

I don't believe I've ever seen cunts or asses as messy as what I was looking at when I stepped behind my slaves and ended the train. Cum crusted the entire back end and most of their thighs. Pussies and assholes were still stretched and gapping after their last fucking, though slowly closing. I hadn't fucked them at all today since the beginning of the ceremony, and I was going to do it now; let my cock be the last cock they felt today. The only cum leaking down Rhonda's leg was her own. I had to fix that before her adventure ended. I'd had an erection for most of the afternoon and my sack felt heavy with juice, my body churning it out in anticipation of sex.

Sam was behind Marcia, taking advantage of her position on her knees to fuck his wife, her ordeal over. I didn't recall him fucking any of my slaves either, so his balls might have been as heavy as mine. He was pumping her hard and she was enjoying it if her vocalizations were to be trusted.

Me, I started with Julia. Slidin