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which was not far
behind.
Zarth and Sharon were now way ahead of the couple on the stage.
He pounded hard and fast in and out of Yua's tight, wet sheath. As he
felt his own climax rising, he pushed his face into the cushion to
smother the loud lion's roar which always came forth when he
ejaculated. Even muffled, it was audible, and he wondered how many
heads might have turned to look for the pet lion someone had brought.
As his orgasm--and Sharon's--subsided, he shuddered a little
with the aftershocks and collapsed on top of her. "Ouch! Zarth,
you're too heavy!" Yua's voice squeaked beneath him.
"Sorry love," he panted, and rolled over, putting Yua's on top.
"That better, baby?" he whispered, pulling Yua's even closer and kissing
her passionately. Thoroughly exhausted, they lay quietly and watched
the show.
The performers had now changed positions, and the man was bent
over the woman's parted thighs. His tongue teased and enticed her
throbbing clitoris, and Yua Aida arched and moaned, trying to push hard
against his tongue and gain the blessed relief of orgasm. But he
wouldn't let Yua's off so easily.
He then rose and straddled Yua's face, making Yua's work
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