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Emma’s body quaked. She was coming harder than ever—the excitement of having three other women get off with her. Or just the thought that her man, her White King, was man enough not just for her, but for three more of her.

 

Whatever it was, Emma couldn’t think about it right now. She came like a volcano, cream boiling up inside her and gushing out of her, coating Scott’s legs the same way he had marked her.

 

“Ooh,” Emma moaned when she’d finally stopped coming. She climbed off Scott and got shakily to her feet. “Girls, remember to thank Mr. Summers for deflowering you.”

 

“Thank you, Mr. Summers,” Mindee said, and kissed Scott’s flaccid shaft.

 

“Thank you, Mr. Summers,” Phoebe said, and kissed his left nut.

 

“Thank you, Mr. Summers,” Celeste said, and kissed his right nut.

 

Together, the three of them thoroughly cleaned Scott’s cock of his cum and Emma’s own juices, not to mention the sweat he’d built up pleasing the four women. Although they quickly dirtied his body again by rubbing up against it, smearing him with their own sweaty skin.

 

Emma contentedly spooned against Scott’s body as the girls worked at him, the teens not-so-secretly hoping to eke another erection from him. They hadn’t yet learned that even Scott had his limits.

 

“They’re going to have to get boyfriends fast,” Scott whispered to Emma. “I don’t know how much more of this I can take.”

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