You can sit on the toilet seat to do it.”
Sighing that a woman’s work was never done, she obediently sat down on the seat then, one by one, they moved in front of her face and put their flaccid cocks in her mouth, laying them on her wet tongue. There was a text message from her daughter informing her that Dan had a very important client trick lined up for her at 9AM in the morning, at the office. As a result, she was still bent forward at the waist, right in front of the lipstick smeared urinal. After the first one’s hand had finished its turn between her ass cheeks, and he had pulled his fingers out of her anal passage, a second one took his place and began ramming his stiff digits home, this time expanding the number of invading fingers to four, as he continued the crude violation of her hot, and now juicy and very willing rear chute.
