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“Fuck! What the hell!?” screamed Melissa, in shock. She gathered up the cotton sheets around her heaving bosom, while at the same time pulling herself upright and back into the headboard of the bed. Her orgasm, lost to the scene before her, the vibrator merrily buzzing away on the bed.Yes, she had heard the piercing siren and even noticed the blue flashing lights pulse across her bedroom ceiling. But all that was someone else’s problem. Not Melissa’s. Her immediate problem was the orgasm that was building up as she rocked on the bed; in tune to the vibrating penetration and precise titillation from her fingertips.Lesbian porn played on her tablet.Fingers twisted and pinched her nipples.The vibrator was pushing itself inside her.Her bum raised and lowered on the bed.Her legs, splayed open like a porn star.Melissa was panting hard. Until –The bedroom door opened with a bang. It wasn’t just opened – it was flung open with some force; frightening Melissa in the process.That was when she screamed. Shock radiated across her face as she abandoned the toys and pulled anything she could get her hands on over her body to make her more presentable. Only then, with the bedroom door open, did she smell the faint whiff of burnt toast.She had to admit, it was a strong smell.That istanbul travesti probably accounted for the three people standing in the vicinity of her bedroom doorway. She couldn’t help but notice them; given away by their obvious uniforms.The thick black fabricYellow fluorescent rings circling their wrists.Heavy duty gloves.The array of tools attached to their belts and chest.The yellow hats with visors.And the badge. Let’s not forget the badge.You couldn’t miss them at all, and what was worse, one of them was a woman.“What the fuck!” exclaimed Melissa, once more.“Madam, your neighbour called us out. Smoke was coming from your kitchen window. We saved the kitchen but I’m afraid the toaster is buggered.”Melissa nodded. “Right.”She looked from one to the other and then caught the lascivious smile on the woman’s lips.“Shouldn’t use electrical gadgets like that when there’s a fire,” smirked the woman pointing to Melissa’s buzzing friend on the bed. “But, you look very hot. Looks like you could do with a bit of a soaking?” she said.Melissa stared at her, pulling the bedclothes closer to her breasts.“Are you going to get your hosepipes out for me?” She smiled wickedly while turning to the two blokes.One guy caught the corner of his istanbul travesti jacket near to his throat and pulled the velcro apart. Next his zipper was drawn downwards. He was followed by the other guy and then the woman joined them.“Oh! My!” Melissa exclaimed. Her heart pumped faster than a speeding bullet.The woman only took off her jacket and hat before she climbed onto the bed. She pulled the sheet from Melissa and spread her legs; placing her hands under her bum to pull her forward. Her tongue lapped at her pussy before it slithered inside her wet cunt. The woman directed her attention straight to Melissa’s sex, ignoring the soft flesh of her sensitive thighs. Melissa moaned and groaned while watching the woman lick her; her upper body propped up by her elbows. Occasionally she glanced at the slowly revealed tools from the two guys. She was once more panting and her bosom heaved with expectation. Waves of pleasure crashed over her.Melissa’s eyes closed. She was away with the faeries.Raising her head, the firewoman glanced sideways at her almost naked colleagues. “The beds not going to catch fire lads, she’s fucking soaked it already.”Melissa’s eyes opened to a wonderful sight of a pair of hardened cocks as she recovered istanbul travesti from her first orgasm.As the firewoman crept off the bed, one guy was climbing on the bed with his boots still on and positioned himself at the head; pushing the panting Melissa out of the way. The other guy, dressed the same but with his hat on as well, encouraged her to roll on her stomach.As Melissa moved into position, she watched the firewoman leave the bedroom licking her lips as she did so.“Going to check on the toaster are you?” She shouted.The firewoman smirked over her shoulder.“Something like that, I’m sure there’s more fire hazards here that needs attention,” she grinned.Melissa grabbed the cock in front of her and immediately started sucking on its purple head as her hand pumped its shaft. She felt a cock slide into her cunt at the same time her tongue slipped over the underside of the cock; her eyes slipped upwards behind her eyelids in abject bliss.Neither bloke was small, very nice hosepipes indeed, thought Melissa. Very – fucking – nice.Melissa glorified in being filled from both ends.A radio crackled into life. “Everything in order. Are all occupants safe?”“Yes, Sir,” said the firewoman. “All occupants isolated and safe. Hosepipes deployed. Bed’s a bit wet, but to be expected under the circumstances.”Yes, the bed was wet. Especially now that the guy that was pumping into her mouth had exploded and spurted all over her lips and face. Melissa couldn’t contain it and the leftovers dripped onto the bedclothes.The fireman had emptied his hose all over her.

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