“Oh, my fucking god!” “Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,” “Ooh, this is so hot!” Amelia gasped, her hand fisting so fast up and down my erupting girl-cock. “You're multi-orgasmic.” “I am!” I screamed out, stars bursting across my vision. I stared at homemade Sabrina as she reached for the finale of fucked the national anthem. I gasped and moaned, blast after blast after blast of girl-spunk firing from my dick. I whimpered and moaned, my mind melting into utter rapture. It was incredible. It was outstanding. It was the best performance of the Star Spangled Banner I had ever heard. “O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!” Sabrina threw out her arms and surrendered to her rapturous orgasm after crying out the final line of the national anthem. Her entire body bucked and heaved. She came so hard, her pussy juices pushed out her dildo. It fell onto the stage, buzzing at her feet as she screamed her pleasure. “Oh, that's so hot!” Amelia gasped, her pussy clenching down on my pumping fingers. Then her hot flesh convulsed about my digits. Amelia joined Sabrina and me in orgasmic rapture. My dick still fired. My cum still erupted out of my girl-cock. I leaned over, gasping and groaning, my pussy growing sore from the constant buzzing. “I love this competition!” Sabrina gasped as she sank down on her knees, her tits and pregnant nicely belly swaying before her. “So good! Oh, yes, yes, yes! I love cumming couple while everyone watches me!” “Me, too!” I whimpered, my right hand thrusting down between my thighs. I had to stop this. I couldn't take any more orgasms. They were too much. They rippled through me. The tip of my dick ached. My ovaries were sore. I ripped the vibrator out young of my snatch and heaved a sigh of relief as my orgasm crashed into buzzing bliss. I leaned back in my chair, my fingers slipping out of Amelia's snatch. As the Dolby Theater thundered in applause, I could only gasp and pant, my mind melted. I couldn't think. I couldn't focus. “I don't think anyone will forget this performance,” Karissa said, awe in her voice. “No,” Mr. Mondale croaked beside me. “Sabrina Wright has put on the best rendition of our national anthem ever,” Karissa continued. “I'm feeling so patriotic. Her given name was Bernadette but everyone couple called her Bernie. It also doubled as a locker room/dressing room for the maintenance crew. I sat the phone on the edge of the tub and had Deb sit on the toilet. Do that!” Well, technically speaking I am anyway. Then they whispered some more before 4 eyes returned to my slit and stayed there. I muffed her through her orgasm and then stood up and held her. In reality Anju young was eager to go ahead and drink it, but as she wanted to tease him she shook her head again and fucked said 'I can't'. Hopeful, Henry started blowing a little harder, praying the twigs would catch. “Okay then, here's what's going to happen. But I would not take that, for it was her masculine side I wanted to punish, and it was her masculine side that screamed so beautifully. Why?” her homemade personality and brains. Her tongue slowly parted his lips and slipped partially inside her mouth. This is… There’s gotta be a way! He had never thought nicely of himself as the dominant type, but now was having other thoughts. “Mmm, believe it,” the MILF purred. So I ran upstairs and retrieved the left over beers and put them in the fridge.