Chubby Girlfriend With Massive Melons Receives His Big Cock In The Doggy Style

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“Hey!” Quentin called out, glaring at the two. “Shut your shithole!” Then he looked back at me. Chloe shook her head. The chopper was still running, and a sixth security staffer—the pilot—was still in the cockpit, likely with orders to take off at the first sign of trouble. She must have been at least six feet tall, and while her legs had an appropriate thickness to them, they looked slender thanks to how long they were. The chopper was still running, and a sixth security staffer—the pilot—was still in the cockpit, likely with orders to take off at the first sign of trouble. Two of Chloe’s men were standing in the room, taking in everything with mild interest. None of them are dangerous or armed.”

“How can you tell?”

“Because most of them barely have any clothes on?”

“What?” I asked. “Chloe, I don’t want anyone leaving the house until I’m sure no one’s taken or messed with anything.”

My bodyguard glanced toward the house and said, “I’ll see what we can do, but I can’t promise anything.