“Hey man, if you haven’t tried her out yet, you gotta…hey Dave…Dave?” Devon said, still on the phone thinking he lost the connection. Milking the surf god’s nuts to get every last drop, Erica ran her tongue through the milkshake that ran over her lips, as her husband and boy toy shuddered in their final stages of orgasm
. Erica could feel the old gas jockey’s cum trickling out of her pussy, and onto the leather seats of her BMW – the thought of the stranger’s spunk still coating her insides made her horny again.
. At last, his rose, his Ren? his love belonged to him. His hand left her cheek and his finger traced her lips, her nose, her eyes as if he believed he was in a dream and thought her a simple figment of it
.
“ I’ll take that as a yes you whore, coming on my cock twice like some sex crazed little hussy, you fucking love it don’t you bitch?”
Paul then pulled his shiny slimy cock from the depths of Alice's womb and walked over to the chair with the camera.
.
“Hey man, if you haven’t tried her out yet, you gotta…hey Dave…Dave?” Devon said, still on the phone thinking he lost the connection. Milking the surf god’s nuts to get every last drop, Erica ran her tongue through the milkshake that ran over her lips, as her husband and boy toy shuddered in their final stages of orgasm
. Erica could feel the old gas jockey’s cum trickling out of her pussy, and onto the leather seats of her BMW – the thought of the stranger’s spunk still coating her insides made her horny again.
. At last, his rose, his Ren? his love belonged to him. His hand left her cheek and his finger traced her lips, her nose, her eyes as if he believed he was in a dream and thought her a simple figment of it
.
“ I’ll take that as a yes you whore, coming on my cock twice like some sex crazed little hussy, you fucking love it don’t you bitch?”
Paul then pulled his shiny slimy cock from the depths of Alice's womb and walked over to the chair with the camera.
.
“Hey man, if you haven’t tried her out yet, you gotta…hey Dave…Dave?” Devon said, still on the phone thinking he lost the connection. Milking the surf god’s nuts to get every last drop, Erica ran her tongue through the milkshake that ran over her lips, as her husband and boy toy shuddered in their final stages of orgasm
. Erica could feel the old gas jockey’s cum trickling out of her pussy, and onto the leather seats of her BMW – the thought of the stranger’s spunk still coating her insides made her horny again.
. At last, his rose, his Ren? his love belonged to him. His hand left her cheek and his finger traced her lips, her nose, her eyes as if he believed he was in a dream and thought her a simple figment of it
.
“ I’ll take that as a yes you whore, coming on my cock twice like some sex crazed little hussy, you fucking love it don’t you bitch?”
Paul then pulled his shiny slimy cock from the depths of Alice's womb and walked over to the chair with the camera.
.
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