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I snorted. “Do you think I was born yesterday? Do I look like a goddamn waiter to you?” Ryan laughed. “I told you, Kelsey. Your tricks won’t work on Dave.” “Who said anything about tricks?” Kelsey smirked, and in a feat of athleticism, she was over the bar. A second later, her mouth was sucking my lips, her tongue was slithering through, her tight body molding to mine as her hands dove into my pants and grasped what was becoming very, very hard. I was only human. The state liquor licensure of Calhoun County could fuck himself with a goddamn brick. I grabbed a handful of teenage ass, propped a bottle of rye and bourbon onto the counter, and carried the woman sucking my face into the back room. Before I shut the door behind me, I caught the sight of Josie propped on the bar, her head thrown extravagantly back as she poured rye down her breasts so that Ryan could drink it from her navel. “Your family’s kind of fucked up, huh Kelsey?” I grunted, undoing my belt. She whipped my belt out of the loops, wrapped it around my neck, and pressed me against the wall. “You have no idea,” she grinned, her sapphire eyes wild, “and from now on, you’re going to call me, ‘Domina.’” AUTHOR’S NOTE Thank you for reading Free Birds in the Bayou. I haven’t written a standalone piece in a long time, and it’s been even longer since I’ve written outside the fantasy genre. This story was inspired by a pair of twins I met at a hostel. They were delightful women, bubbly and impish, and talking with them was like being a conversational tennis ball between their rackets. I’m sorry to say that they were both very married, (and not to each other) but their relationship, if not sexual, was still so emotionally intimate that it struck a chord with me. Five years later, I decided to horrifically corrupt that beautiful relationship and turn it into filthy smut that I hope you all enjoyed very much. Abbey and Eleanor, if for whatever reason you’re reading this, I am so, so sorry. But not really. E.L. Whitewall Chapter 3: Saturday mid-day I walked into my bedroom. Kate had just left. I grabbed a comfortable pair of red plaid boxer shorts and a black t shirt, dressed asian myself and walked downstairs to our roughsex recroom. Now, I'm a very big movie buff. So over the years I've gotten myself quite a large Hardcore collection of movies. Our recroom was half our large garage converted into a mini theatre style room. Dim lights, dark walls, a big screen tv, surround sound and a very comfy U-shaped reclining sofa. I also had a small snack counter. A popcorn machine, a mini fridge and a few candy dispensers. There was also movie memorabilia scattered about. As I walked in, Kate was popping some popcorn and Sam was bent over at the wall that had all the DVDs and Blu-rays. Kate was wearing some fuzzy blue pj shorts and a gray tanktop. Sam was wearing silky red pj shorts and a black tank. Both their lingerie shorts were very short. Kate's were a bit looser at her leg openings, but it japanese could just be because Sam was bent down so her shorts fit tighter around her butt, and they rode a bit higher showing some of her lower bum. "Chose one yet?" One of her hands reaches between my legs and I part them, knowing I don’t have any choice but to come back japanese out to the club wearing the dildo so I might roughsex as well let her put it in me. She uses two fingers to spread my sex and then deftly, somehow finds a free finger to work my love button. “Well, not exactly. Sorry. I’m your roommate for the upcoming year. Puzzled, he came to me and I grabbed his softening Hardcore cock and squirmed to the edge of the desk to suck him. By the time that they had four children, there was no lack of interest on her part for their continued sexual exploits and the production of more children. I eased myself into the chair beside her, asian and outturned her hand to examine the tattoo on her forearm. “Do you still respect me?” Yeong queried. “Hey. “I love watching the looks on your face while you’re taking me in deeper and deeper into your sweet pussy,” I told her. It’s what I have wanted for a good while now. The next couple of days were busy with school since Olivia was back to regular attendance. When that happened she lowered her face onto the desk and gave a muffles yell as she had her own orgasm. His cock surged once more, and then again, causing him to grunt with lustful urges as his balls contracted with a vengeance. “Let’s do it!” Cindy said, leaning in for a kiss. Then with an exhausted sigh Lexi collapsed on top of me. Baxter followed her down, resting heavily on her back as he panted desperately for breath with his lingerie tongue hanging out. 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