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The Trial Run

The Trial Run

Sarah lounged against the headboard, wine glass in hand, her large breasts spilling over the lace of her bra as she watched the scene unfold. Penny was on all fours, her overweight body glistening with sweat, rump raised high like an offering. Dave's hard cock slammed into her dripping pussy from behind, each thrust producing a wet slapping sound that filled the room. "God, Dave, your cock feels like it was made for this," Penny growled, gripping the bedding with gritted teeth, her voice strong and unyielding. "Sarah, you picked a winner—finally someone who knows how to fuck without asking permission."

Sarah smirked, taking a slow sip. "I told you I'd let you test him thoroughly, Penny. No point in keeping a boyfriend if he can't handle a real woman like you. How's that ass feeling?"

"Horny as hell and dripping wet," Penny panted, her body wobbling with every powerful thrust as Dave gripped her hips tightly. "Been too damn long since I had a cock this deep. He's not holding back—smart man."

Dave grunted, sweat beading on his brow. "She's tight as fuck, Sarah. You sure about this?"

"Positive," Sarah replied, her tone sharp and commanding. "Fill her up. I want to see if you can deliver."

Dave's rhythm faltered as he neared the edge. "Are you sure?"

Sarah sauntered closer, whispering hotly, "Do it. Cum inside her."

With a final groan, Dave came hard, spraying Penny's insides with a heavy load of rich cum. Penny cried out in orgasm, toes curling, her body shuddering and wobbling as waves of pleasure hit. She collapsed onto her front but kept her rump high, a satisfied smile on her face. "Approved, Sarah. Your new boyfriend passes with flying colors."

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