She leaned forward and tasted it with her tongue. ”
I pulled out until the tip was barely in her, then I slid as deep into her as I could
. I smiled at her and said, “Jenny, it’s time for me to make you feel good.
. Yvonne had had her husband's fist inside her on several occasions and soon her husband had all fingers and thumb in her cunt and was pressing forward and twisting his hand back and forth so that his knuckles were stretching, stretching, stretching her hole. Her hands went to her pussy and she masturbated like a wild thing, driving herself on to continuing frantic orgasmic delights
He eased his cock half the way out and looked down at its hardness, glistening with slime.
”
“Yeah, like what?”
She refilled his glass and then bent herself over the bar. “That was your dinner,” she said as she turned to him
. She was tall standing a good six feet with long toned legs that would make a spider jealous
She leaned forward and tasted it with her tongue. ”
I pulled out until the tip was barely in her, then I slid as deep into her as I could
. I smiled at her and said, “Jenny, it’s time for me to make you feel good.
. Yvonne had had her husband's fist inside her on several occasions and soon her husband had all fingers and thumb in her cunt and was pressing forward and twisting his hand back and forth so that his knuckles were stretching, stretching, stretching her hole. Her hands went to her pussy and she masturbated like a wild thing, driving herself on to continuing frantic orgasmic delights
He eased his cock half the way out and looked down at its hardness, glistening with slime.
”
“Yeah, like what?”
She refilled his glass and then bent herself over the bar. “That was your dinner,” she said as she turned to him
. She was tall standing a good six feet with long toned legs that would make a spider jealous
She leaned forward and tasted it with her tongue. ”
I pulled out until the tip was barely in her, then I slid as deep into her as I could
. I smiled at her and said, “Jenny, it’s time for me to make you feel good.
. Yvonne had had her husband's fist inside her on several occasions and soon her husband had all fingers and thumb in her cunt and was pressing forward and twisting his hand back and forth so that his knuckles were stretching, stretching, stretching her hole. Her hands went to her pussy and she masturbated like a wild thing, driving herself on to continuing frantic orgasmic delights
He eased his cock half the way out and looked down at its hardness, glistening with slime.
”
“Yeah, like what?”
She refilled his glass and then bent herself over the bar. “That was your dinner,” she said as she turned to him
. She was tall standing a good six feet with long toned legs that would make a spider jealous
Coral Sands & Charlie via Lord Buckley