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I woke up around midnight with the sound of the bed in the room next to mine slamming against the wall. Carole was groaning loudly and mumbling, “Oh, fuck yeah. Fuck me...fuck me...fuck me...” I heard him grunt as he came and then silence. A minute later, I heard him say, “Oh, yeah, that’s it.” I knew she was sucking him clean. I woke up again a couple hours later with Carole squealing. “God, your cock ass is so tight,” Guy almost yelled. The room when quiet again a couple minutes later. I got up ass around seven and went into the kitchen to make some coffee. The two of them stumbled out when the smell of fresh coffee made it into their babe room. Guy had put on some shorts, but Carole was still completely naked. They both looked like they hadn’t slept at all. I knew that hadn’t slept much. “You look tired,” I said with a smile. Carole smiled back and Guy said, “Wow, she is amazing.” He leaned over to her and they kissed. “You are amazing,” he told her. After breakfast, I got up and went back into the kitchen. The two of them were sitting close, talking to each other and kissing. I got myself another Hardcore cup of coffee and then I went back out to start cleaning up the dishes. When I came back out, Carole was in her chair, her arms lifting up her legs and holding them up and spread. Guy was between them, his cock buried in her pussy. I sat back blowjob down at the table and watched. It was an awkward position, but Guy managed it. He slammed up into her at a rapid pace. He ran his hands down the front of her and pulled her skirt up. Of course, we didn’t Hardcore even have to ask our little Dakota we just made that decision for her. She was blowjob my god, my purpose, and my love. Good the man was starting cock to get more than serious about this. Amy-------James, could we babe get ass something stronger to drink and then go somewhere to park and talk? I met the guy who was massaging me though a coworker.