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Thursday night thus became more like one of the usual Friday nights were the couplings and sex were concerned. Most of the Circle planned to stay home and play on Friday. Even Ty had declared it an Official Circle Holiday.Over dinner, Daryl had sat near Mike and Alice, as well as Candy and Karen. Neither of his ‘wives’ had mentioned Mike’s business, but over dinner a discussion of the ‘Awards’ received three weeks earlier in Las Vegas was raised. Daryl did the logical thing by asking, “What awards?”Alice and Mike were pretty blunt in their descriptions of the awards, the films that earned them each some recognition, and Mike’s successful business. Daryl’s jaw hung open for the entire revelation, especially after Mike thrust his cellphone into his hands as it played Alice Angel’s feature movie entitled Pool Sluts. Some of the footage had been filmed right where Daryl sat on the patio. Mike showed Daryl how to skip ahead in the film and Daryl ran through the whole thing in about ten. She let out a squeal a little louder then I expected. I really wanted to fuck her. I lifted her off and rolled her over. She knew what I was wanting and got on her hands and knees on the bed. As little as she was I stood on the side of the bed, slapped my wet hard cock across her ass and she let out another shriek. Rubbing the head of my cock up and down her juicy slit, I pushed my cock into her slowly. Not stopping, just pushing all eight inches into her greedy pussy. She put her face in the pillow and enjoyed my cock as I sawed into her. I caressed her back and undid her bra, and noticed the 38F tag on it.The only sound was her juices lubing my cock as I slid in and out of her, until I heard a slight moan next to me. I turned to see Debbie peeking through the bedroom door as I fucked Maria. She gave me a big smiled and nodded to me. I pulled all the way out of Maria to show her my hard wet cock. She licked her lips, and started playing with her tits. I shook my head no, for her to.
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