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"Island Paradise: Forever" Part 5 M/F, striptease Date: Sun, 14 Apr 2002 03:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, gill-bates _________________________________________________________________ Join the world's largest e-mail service with MSN Hotmail. http://www.hotmail.com <1st attachment, "ipf-05.txt" begin> (IPF-05.TXT) ____________________________________________________________ Story Name: "Island Paradise: Forever" (Part 5 of 25) - M/F, F/F & just about everything else _____________________________________________________________ "Oh my God, Amy," I moaned, my eyes wide, my heart racing. "What... what are you doing?" As I sat in a fold-up chair within the private suite that I shared with my three wives, Amy stood before me, looking as hot and as sinfully sexy as ever before. I could not believe my eyes as Amy wore a black leather vest, which was zippered up to only her midriff. Thus, the lacey black bra which concealed her large, heavenly breasts was on display. It was decorated with flower-print designs and offered a clear view of her juicy, plump nipples, just underneath it. In addition, Amy wore a leather mini-skirt which was so small and low-cut, she might as well not had it on. Fishnet stockings adorned her legs, and the pair of knee-high boots looked extremely tantalizing on her. The little mini-skirt, stockings and boots were black, just like her bra and vest. With her shoulder-length red hair braided up in a stylish, classy fashion, Amy looked as though she had just stepped out of one of my ultimate fantasies. That slopey-eyed, been-there-done-that look that Amy had about her never failed to get me aroused. It was even more apparent now as she stood before me, looking like a billion dollar whore. Whatever was on her mind right promised to be special... "Devon was telling me that you had a dream about Pamela stripping for you the other night," Amy replied, her green eyes sparkling with wanton desire. "She said it got you all nice and hard, Jeremy." Amy offered a playful pout and continued, "Pamela used to dance and strip for you all the time, right? Devon thinks that is something you need in your life again, Jeremy - not necessarily from Pamela, but someone to give you that occasional lap dance." "Oh my God..." I repeated, my eyes solely focused on this absolute creature of lust who stood before me. "When I was a pornstar, I used to go out on the road and do feature dancing," Amy told me. "Of course, you already know that. But what you don't know, Jeremy, is that I was a pornstar who actually gave lap dances, too." She giggled and added, "I charged a high price - two hundred bucks - but some of my more diehard fans were willing to pay that much. Some nights I made as much as five, six thousand dollars just from doing lap dances..." "You're going to dance for me?" I breathed, swallowing hard. My whole body was alive with heated, intense lust as I already knew the answer to that question. "Devon asked me to give you a lap dance tonight," the 28-year-old responded, everything about her - tone, look and posture - seemingly cool and confident. "Devon wanted to dance for you, but decided that I would do a better job since I have all the experience - and she has none." Amy grinned and added, "We figure you would like all of us to dance for you from now on, Jeremy - just like Pamela used to. So I'm going to teach Devon how to do it, as well as Lindsay." "Lindsay?" I exclaimed, my heart suddenly thumping harder than ever before within my chest. "You're... you're gonna teach LINDSAY... how to dance and strip for me?" "Oh yes," Amy replied, a nasty glint in her eyes. "'Lil Lindsay is all sweet, innocent and wholesome when she does her cheerleader dances for you, Jeremy. But you haven't seen anything yet. When I get done with her, she will blow your mind - just like Devon will, and like I will tonight. I'll teach them to use their bodies as weapons against you." "Oh my..." I growled, the image of Lindsay shaking her little ass in front of me while peeling off her lingerie flashing throughout my mind. "I... oh dear God, Amy..." The picture-perfect nymphomaniac took a step back and smiled at me. "So what is it, Jeremy? Are you going to take me up on my offer, and let me dance for you tonight?" "Of course," I answered, swallowing hard once more. Then it was time to try and inject some humor into the situation. "But I won't be paying you two hundred bucks for it." "I don't want your money," she told me, her tone serious. "I wanna get fucked. Your cock is MINE tonight. Deal?" "I have no problems with that," I roughly choked, my body trembling with absolute desire. "Remember the number one rule of lap dancing, though," she purred. "No touching. You got that, Jeremy?" "No touching?" I exclaimed, somewhat exasperated. "I don't want to have to punish you for breaking the rules," Amy chided me, a naughty grin upon her face. * * * The stacked red-head took another step back and offered me a very beguiling smile. An instant later, she cupped and squeezed her luscious breasts with both hands, their flesh rolling underneath her touch. Amy's face came alive as she purred, "Do you really want me to dance for you, Jeremy?" Unable to speak, I eagerly nodded my head at her. "Does it turn you on?" she asked, her voluptuous body starting to buck and churn about in a sensuous manner. Amy turned her back to me and gyrated her shapely ass for me, which was barely concealed by that mini-skirt, before spinning back around. Her body kept grinding as she teased, "I only want to dance for you if it turns you on, Jeremy." "You're turning me on, big-time," I managed to get out, my eyes wide as I gawked at her. "Trust me..." Amy pulled her skirt upwards for a brief second - long enough to flash me a view of her black G-string - before shoving it back down into place. "Are you getting hard yet?" she wondered, her tone soft and silky. "You know how how much I like nice, hard cocks, Jeremy." Instead of waiting for me to answer, Amy simply reached out with her right hand and rubbed the humungous bulge that was growing within my shorts. "Oooooh," she cooed, her hips swaying back-and-forth in a rhythmic motion. "You are hard, lover. REAL hard. I like that. I like that A LOT." With my own hands, I made a move to grasp and latch onto both of her breasts, but Amy backed away and shook her head at me. "No touching!" she reminded me, being playful. I let out another exasperated moan, but decided to let the game continue. Soon, I would absolutely ravage this woman. Amy then placed both hands upon her head and swayed her hips for me once again, her breasts jiggling and bouncing about within the confines of her lacey bra. She trailed both hands down to those breasts and cupped them for a second time, and massaged them. "I like showing off my body," she said, being coy. "Do you like my body, Jeremy?" "Oh God... you know I do, Amy. You drive me insane." "Yeah..." she grinned, now hooking her left leg over my right knee and straddling me somewhat there. Her body bounced about in that position for several seconds, but then she recoiled her leg and stood straight up once more. "You like my nice, big breasts?" Amy wondered, in total teasing mode, as she continued to mash and maul them with her hands. I nodded as she added, "Would you like to see my breasts, Jeremy? Do you think you would like that?" "Oh yes," I replied quickly, my cock about to burst within my shorts. I could not believe how sinful and erotic this woman was as she bumped and weaved her body about before me. I could easily tell that Amy had done a lot of stripping and dancing during the brief time that she was a pornstar. In fact, her routine thus far ranked right alongside one of Pamela's best. Amy's performance was that good. Amy undid the zipper upon her vest-like top, and shrugged it from her shoulders. The garment fell to the floor, and then she unsnapped her lacey black bra in front. The siren pulled its cups outward, baring her glorious breasts for my eyes to luxuriate in. Amy tossed the bra elsewhere, then moaned as she fondled her naked breasts with both hands. Amy brought a finger to her mouth and wet it, then turned her back to me and giggled. "Like my ass?" she inquired, her hips suddenly undulating in a wicked manner. She bent over slightly and leaned up hard against my pelvis, then started to bounce upon it. "Want me to rub my ass all over your cock like this? Does that feel good, Jeremy?" She continued bumping her hips upon my pelvis, saying, "You like my ass all over your cock?" She slapped that curvaceous backside and cooed, "Is my ass tight enough for you, Jeremy?" "Oh God..." I trembled. Amy kept up the churning and grinding motion for a few seconds before finally withdrawing that luscious ass of hers from my pelvis. She turned back around and trailed both hands down the front of her body, her hips bucking wildly, a smile upon her face, before undoing the zipper down the side of her mini-skirt and whisking it off rather briskly. I took in a deep breath and shook my head in a mixture of lust and appreciation as Amy continued to dance in front of me, the only articles of clothes remaining on her a lacey, black G-string, fishnet stockings and knee-high boots. "You like it when I tease and torture you like this?" Amy wondered, still dancing. "You like me doing this, Jeremy?" She paused and moaned, "Hmmmmm... I just love it." Amy then dropped to her knees between my widespread legs, and smiled at the tremendous bulge which was within my shorts. Her eyes locked upon mine, Amy extended her tongue and swiped away at the bulge. Her white teeth then clamped down upon a portion of my shorts' fabric, and she pulled her head back. She then nuzzled her nose upon my aching erection and giggled, her eyes never once leaving my face. The 28-year-old soon rose up to her feet and resumed her erotic dancing routine. "Want me to take my G-string off for you?" she asked, unsnapping a button upon the garments' side which held it together. She held the loose G-string in front of her pussy for several seconds - teasing me - before pulling it away and fully exposing herself to me. "Do you like my pussy?" Pangs of unspeakable lust were coursing throughout my entire body as Amy slowly but surely straddled my hips. "Like my naked body all over your body?" she wondered, starting to bounce up and down upon my shaft - as if we were having sex. I needed to get rid of my shorts! "HMMMMM... I love feeling your cock between my legs like this," she moaned, her face flushed with desire. "Your cock is all big, and hard. Hmmmmm... feels so good!" My body overcome with lust, I grabbed Amy's breasts with both hands and squeezed them roughly. She quickly jumped off my lap and scurried backwards, shaking a menacing finger at me. I sighed as she playfully scolded me, "No touching, Jeremy! You do that again, and I'll have to tie you up." My eyes went wide in response to those words as Amy dropped to her knees between my widespread legs once again. She placed both hands upon the side of my hips and looked up at me with a playful expression, then began to grind her luscious breasts upon my pelvis in a wanton, lewd manner. Acting coy and innocent, Amy continued to gaze up at me as she snickered, "You look so uncomfortable, Jeremy. Oh, you poor baby. Let's see if I can make you feel better." I took in another deep breath as she undid my shorts and reached within my briefs, then pulled my fully erect cock out and let it wobble before her eyes in the open air. "Is that better?" she inquired, still acting innocent. "I think he needed a breath of fresh air, Jeremy." She giggled once more, gently stroking and then kissed the tip of my cock. Amy stood up and placed both hands upon my head, then brought my face into contact with her breasts. She rubbed my face upon those breasts for several seconds, her hips still undulating, before dropping back down to her knees between my legs. She pulled my shorts and briefs downward, fully exposing my shaft. Amy tilted her head all the way forward, until its crown was pointing downward. She then rubbed the back of her head upon my erection, which nearly caused me to explode. I loved the feel of her silky-smooth red hair upon my skin... "Why don't you suck it?" I asked her, referring to my cock, my tone of voice flat and uneven. Amy took a step back upon her knees and flashed me a look. "Suck it? What type of dancer do you think I am, Jeremy?" She huffed playfully and added, "Not me..." Finally, Amy had pushed me too far. * * * The red-head grunted and squealed with obvious arousal as I clutched both of her shoulders with my hands and literally tossed her onto the bed. Amy gave me an expectant look as she gazed up at me, her thighs already spread wide and parted (which was an instinctive thing for her). I licked my lips at the mere sight of her clean-shaven pussy, which glistened in the room's light with shiny, erotic moisture. I hesitated for a second or two, but then dove face-first right between those luscious thighs. Amy's body tensed with hot passion as I grasped her hips with my hands, my tongue already flicking itself over and across her swollen slit. The voluptuous vixen moaned out her approval, her hands clutching my head, her fingers weaving themselves throughout my short brown hair. The feel of her fingernails upon my scalp sent absolute shockwaves of pleasure through my body. Not only did Amy have a beautiful pussy, but she had a very delicious one as well. I lapped away at her moist, tender folds, my tongue darting about wildly, my nose sniffing and luxuriating in the scent of her womanhood. That was her another thing - her pussy smelled wonderful. Everything about Amy, in fact, was wonderful... I inserted a pair of fingers into that sweet pussy and immediately began to thrust them in-and-out at a rather torrid pace. Amy clutched her thighs tightly around my head, as well as my hand, as I continually forged those fingers into her. She arched her neck and back high off the mattress, a series of moans and growls emanating from deep within her throat. Obviously, Amy enjoyed this. Likewise, I was happy to be the one giving her this pleasure. "Oh yeah..." she sighed, her thighs now loosening the dual grip upon my head and hand. "Oh yeah, Jeremy... that's good. That's real good! Hmmmmm... lick my pussy! Lick it! Hmmmmm... come on, lick it. OH YEAH... there. Right there! OH GOD... don't stop! Don't stop! Don't ever stop!" I concentrated on her little nub of a clitoris, gently trapping it within my mouth and flicking my tongue across it in rapid-fire succession. Amy let out a thunderous squeal in response, then pressed her palms upon the crown of my head and applied a generous amount of pressure. She arched her neck and back once again as well, her moans and cries of arousal quickly becoming more loud and heated. I released her clitoris from my mouth, only to then offer it a series of slow, leisurely swipes with my tongue. I got the sense that Amy was extremely close to an orgasm, which was a bit of a surprise to me. I could get off a seasoned ex-pornstar like this with my tongue alone? Then the thought hit me that the wicked lap dance which Amy had earlier given to me must have excited her as well. It was a combination of both the striptease and my oral worship which would ultimately lead toward her orgasm. Whatever the case, I bared down with my lips and tongue, and was intent on bringing the raging nymphomaniac to an earth-shattering climax. Once I inserted a third finger into her glistening folds and pounded away at them, I had succeeded. Amy roared out at the very top of her lungs, her exquisite pussy literally erupting in a sea of passion. "HMMMMM... FUCK!" she screamed out, her head raised as she stared down at me. "FUCK YES!" My tongue had already shifted into erotic overdrive, and was busy lapping up the delicious fruits of my labor. Juices seemed to continually ooze from Amy's pussy; and I was quick to gather it with my tongue and swallow it down my throat. Delicious! "Hmmmmm... yes," Amy moaned in the aftermath, after she had settled her body back down upon the bed. "Yesssss... Oh Jeremy, you made me cream my pussy." She smiled and coyly added, "I'm going to have to pay you back for that." "I thought you said I wasn't allowed to touch you," I grinned, finally raising my head from between the silken joining of her thighs. "Did you change your mind?" Amy moaned and replied, "If you want to lick my pussy like that, Jeremy, you can do whatever you want!" "I'll do whatever I want, anyway," I told her, grinning. "Remember what you told me last week, Amy?" Her eyebrows perked up as I went on, "Your body is my playground?" "Oh yes," the 28-year-old smiled. "I did say that." She smiled and chirped, "It's the truth!" I chuckled softly before placing my lips upon her inner thigh and kissing her there. Amy sighed in response, but then I decided to turn my gaze toward the fetish-style boots that she still had on. Black and made of expensive leather, those boots were laced all the way up to her kneecaps. They also had 5-inch heels - at least. "Where did you get these?" I asked, touching one of her boots and massaging it gently. "Some exotic boutique in Los Angeles," Amy replied. "I loved to wear these boots when I went out feature dancing. But they aren't my only pair. I have more." "You'll have to model them for me sometime," I grinned. "I'd love to," she countered. "I have so many outfits from my dancing career, too. One of these nights, we'll surprise you, Jeremy. Lindsay can be the 'lil schoolgirl, Devon the French maid and me... how about Moulin Rouge? Have you seen those type of outfits?" "I seen all of your exotic wear one day, dear," I told her. "I was browsing through the big closet over there. You seem to have a devil's costume. What's up with that?" Amy giggled and answered, "I performed in my devil suit in both Orlando and Kansas City... no, Orlando and Dallas. Yes. It was just something different, and unique." I nodded at her and grinned, "It's very becoming of you." "Hey!" Amy scolded me, but in a playful manner. "That isn't nice, buster!" "It's the truth," I told her. "I've always thought of you as being devilish, Amy... fiendish. Nasty. VERY nasty." I grinned and added, "But in the most wonderful of ways." "Ahhhhh... that's kind of sweet," she squealed. "So are you," I nodded, undoing the laces upon the front of her right boot. I got the laces halfway down, then was able to latch onto the boot's long, thick heel and yank it from her foot. I offered Amy a gentle smile before kissing her right, stockinged kneecap in a tender manner. An instant later, I turned my attention to her left boot. "You know how long it took me to put them on for you?" she asked, her tone impish and playful. "Too long. Yet you take them off like it was no effort at all for me." I shook my head and grinned, "I'm not about to get spiked by one of your heels when I'm fucking you. That hurts!" "Fucking me?" Amy exclaimed, her voice suddenly alive and full of energy. "Now THAT sounds like an excellent idea!" "You deserve it... don't you?" I asked, pulling the boot from her left thigh and foot and tossing it elsewhere. "What was it you said during that lap dance earlier? You love feeling my cock between your legs? Wasn't that it?" "I love feeling your cock anywhere, either in or out of my body," she purred, her green eyes flashing. "You're the first and only man who has ever given me ultimate pleasure, Jeremy," Amy added, which caused my eyes to widen in shock. "There's no need to exaggerate, dear," I chuckled after a short pause. "I know you love me and all, but look at all those big cocks that ravaged you in all of your movies. I don't quite compare with them, you know." "Acting," she told me. "That's all it was." Amy paused and continued, "You are the first and only man who gives me ultimate pleasure, Jeremy, because you are the first - and only - man that I have ever loved." Amy grasped my right hand with hers and brought it to her lips for a tender kiss. "I love you, Jeremy. I love you so much." I smiled, deeply touched by her words of devotion. "I love you too, Amy." I kissed her inner thigh once more and proclaimed, "I also love this side of you, dear. I'm so glad that you've finally let your true self out." "That talk we had the night I came home from the hospital changed my life forever," Amy commented. "I can't thank you enough, Jeremy. For the first time in my life, I am happy." "I'm happy that you are happy," I countered, grinning. "I will do whatever it takes for you, Lindsay and Devon to be happy, Amy. The three of you... I love you all so much. None of you will ever know how much." "Never before did I ever dream of being one of three wives for a man," Amy snickered. "Nor did I think that I would have two wives myself, either. Devon is right. We lead a crazy, crazy lifestyle, Jeremy. But a happy one." She paused and added, "Lindsay is your princess, Jeremy. You always call her that. But what are Devon and I to you? Do we have any nicknames like that?" "My pet name for Devon, though I don't use it much, is boo," was my response. "Boo?" "Boo," I confirmed. "A boo, at least to me, is someone who is young, wholesome and loving. Devon fits that mold. She's not as young as Lindsay - 25 to 19 - but looks younger than her actual age. And she is very wholesome and loving." "Boo..." Amy nodded. "What's my name, then?" "I never really thought of one for you, dear," I replied. "I've always thought of you as a slut, because you seem to like that." I paused and added, "How about butter-cup?" "Butter-cup?" Amy giggled. "No one has EVER called me butter-cup!" She laughed and said, "Pornstars, or even ex-pornstars, should not be called butter-cup!" "My sweet, sluttish butter-cup," I grinned, leaning forward and kissing her kneecap. "You and Devon don't have any nicknames for me, Amy. Lindsay calls me pookie." "Pookie bear," Amy nodded. "Lindsay said that Mr. Gordo was her favorite teddy bear until she met you, Jeremy." I smiled at those words, and offered Mr. Gordo a quick glance. The stuffed animal sat in its usual place - the rocking chair beside our bed. I then turned my attention back toward Amy and said, "Pookie is a good one." "You're my teddy bear, too," the red-head purred, sitting up upon the bed and wrapping both arms around my shoulders in a warm, loving embrace. I slipped my own arms around her as well, and clutched her heavenly body close to mine. Realizing that I hadn't kissed Amy yet tonight, I thought this would be a good time to do so. Still holding her, I tilted my head to the side and placed my lips upon Amy's mouth for a slow, languid kiss. Both of us moaned with a mixture of love and desire as our tongues met between our pressed mouths. I stabbed at her tongue with my own, then slid it in erotic circles over and across hers. My hands then trailed down her naked, slender back, and I patted her lush, rounded ass with both of them. "Are you going to fuck me yet?" she asked, a hopeful look in her eyes. "You said you would several minutes ago." I laughed at her words and replied, "It's good to see that you realize what it is that you want, dear. I could never turn down such a request. How? What position?" Amy smiled and answered, "Doggie-style... of course!" I smiled at her energetic response and offered her another deep-rooted kiss upon the lips. An instant later, Amy backed away from me upon the bed and flipped over - onto her hands and knees. She wiggled her shapely ass before my admiring eyes and cooed, "Come on, Jeremy. Come fuck me!" I glanced down at my cock, which was still quite hard and throbbing - as had been the case since Amy started stripping for me several minutes ago. I then rose up to my knees and moved in close behind Amy, and prepared to enter her luscious pussy in her preferred manner - the doggie-style position. "Hmmmmm," she moaned, her head rolling about, as I latched onto her hips with both hands and squeezed tightly. I nudged my bulging erection between her asscheeks and held it there for quite some time, but then fisted it and guided its tip directly into her tender, sweet pussy. Amy tensed with desire as I did so, curling her neck backward and sighing. "Oh yeah... that feels good," Amy purred, a smile upon her enchanting face as she glared over her shoulder at me. "Oh yeah, Jeremy... fuck me." Her expression tightened as she added, "Fuck me, Jeremy. Come on... fuck me. Fuck me!" I moaned as well, gulping my throat, as the entire length of my cock had now vanished into the confines of Amy's slit. Not a trace of it could be seen; my balls were stuffed hard upon her quivering ass. "Fuck me," she reiterated, her tone becoming more heated and impatient. "Come on, Jeremy. Fuck me! FUCK ME HARD!" With those words, I took a deep breath and began thrusting away at the lush folds of her pussy. Knowing that Amy preferred her sex to be on the physical side, there was no need to be slow or gentle to start things off with her. Within a matter of seconds, my hips were churning about at full-speed as I blasted my cock in-and-out of her wondrous pussy. Best of all, Amy was already yelping and screaming out in response. Of course, I was, too. My senses were flaring with intense passion as I looked down at the sight of my cock as it entered, exited and then re-entered Amy's pussy in a constant cycle. I clutched her shapely ass with both hands, mauling its firm flesh, as my body was alive with pure, unadulterated arousal. "Come on, Jeremy!" she roared, looking over her shoulder at me once more. "Come on! Fuck me! Fuck me HARDER!" I would have loved to follow through on Amy's request, but that would be impossible. How could I drill her any harder than this? My thrusts were quick and powerful, as my cock blazed a trail deep within the confines of her slit. It felt as though Amy's pussy was clutching my shaft like it was a fist, and did not want to let go. I was giving her everything I had, yet she still wanted more... "Come on, Jeremy!" Amy demanded, her eyes narrow, as she still glared back at me. "Fuck me harder than this! Pound me with your big cock! Hurt me with it! OHHHHH... come on! You know I like it harder than this, Jeremy! COME ON!" I shook my head at her words, wondering how she could possibly even ask me to be anymore rough or physical with her. I was using every last ounce of strength within my body to hammer her as it was. I was only one man... not an army! My body was like a machine as my hips pistoned themselves in a continual back-and-forth motion. I gulped my throat as the sensations slowly but surely began to overwhelm my mind. I hesitated for an instant in mid-thrust to compose myself, and get a second wind. Then, I reached the final stretch. At least Amy wasn't begging me to pound her any harder as I gave one final effort to blast her pussy with a series of intense thrusts. The red-head was now screaming out her lust, pounding a fist upon the bed, as I pummeled her in the doggie-style position. I only had a few more seconds... "OH YES!" she roared, seeming to sense my predicament. "CUM INSIDE ME, JEREMY! CUM INSIDE MY PUSSY! FILL IT!" Those words pushed me over the proverbial edge. After burying my cock all the way inside her pussy, I screamed out in absolute desire as I experienced one of my more intense orgasms in quite some time. I could feel the sperm gushing outward from the tip of my cock, filling and flooding her womb like only it could. I teetered on the very brink of madness, and felt for an instant or two that I would pass out from this very extreme level of pleasure. At the same time, Amy seemed to let herself go as well. She pounded both fists upon the mattress and screamed out in orgasmic passion, only for her magnificent body to then go rigid seconds later. In the aftermath, I collapsed on top of Amy in a (very) satisfied heap, my cock still embedded within her pussy. My breathing was quite ragged and labored, and my heart was beating at a rapid pace. Still, I caressed her beautiful ass with my right hand and planted a kiss upon the back of her neck. It looked marvelous, being on display, with her red hair all nice and braided up. I kissed her neck again. "You're incredible, Amy..." The enchantress grasped my right hand and pulled it to her mouth, then kissed it. She licked and swiped away at my index finger, saying, "Hmmmmm, yes. I needed that." "Lindsay and Devon are elsewhere tonight," I told her, my voice weak. "Lindsay is with Jennifer, I believe, and Devon is spending the night with Sarah and Gwen. Yes." "You know what this means... don't you, Jeremy?" Amy purred. "You're mine for the whole night." I smiled and nodded, "Just like you said before that lap dance, butter-cup. My cock belongs to you tonight, right?" "Butter-cup..." 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