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Nicole had been expecting a small van, but a large box truck pulled into the yard followed by two small vans. There were about a dozen men and women who rolled big things that looked like double refrigerators off the truck and plugged them into the thick power cables that Frank had brought out from the barn. Each of the units was labeled. They said things like, “Dinner - Hot” or “Afternoon - Cold” or “Drinks - Cold” or “Bread and Pastries - Cold” or “Steaks - Cold.”The caterers placed huge stacks of thick plastic plates on the end of one of the tables and set bins of silver plastic knives, forks and spoons with them. The remainder of that long table held pans of eggs and sausages and bacon and things like that. Each pan was covered and had one or two small burning warmers under it. The last thing the caterers did was to lay out a long table with various snack and finger foods and then cover it with a clear plastic sheet. A cooling unit of some sort was running under the table. After. Her mother's breasts bounced and swayed, so firm and full. Not like Melissa's which were small and soft.Why now? Get out of me head, Melissa told herself. Luke was fucking her. Luke wanted her."I... can take it. Hhggnnn... ah... I feel so full," Melissa whispered between broken breaths, "I want your cum in me."Luke held her tighter, "And you're gonna get it." He maintained his steady pace while moving his free hand to start working Melissa's swollen clit.It wasn't going to take long for either of them. Melissa's pussy was burning through every nerve, a storm of building waves under which she would drown. Luke felt her climax nearing so he pressed his fingers in firmly on either side of her clitoris. The throbbing walls of her youthful cunt squeezed him over the edge. Luke felt that rush of warmth and he unloaded against her cervix filling the deep end of her greatly extended vagina with cum."Ahhhhh.. Luuukkke! I'm cuumming," Melissa wailed. Her contractions pulsed rapidly, tightening.
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