Japanese Anal Sex Collection Vol 70
0Slut was kneeling at my chair, coffee in her hand. Just as well, because it meant rolling my lazy ass out of the blankets instead of using the Slut to try and work down my morning wood. No take backs. I am going to have her call and check in with her friends. I could feel her bowels flexing around me. Mike started stroking my slowly, his hand gliding across my skin as my erection grew again. Or just shown them the video of you tongue swapping Tim’s cum with Slut.” His head snapped up at that, the terror returning. “Thanks, man. The first few bites were met with a chorus of “oh, my fucking god!”, “This is delicious!”, and “Can we keep her?” Then the camp was quiet save for the sound of flatware scraping plates. I could feel her soft canal pulsing around me. Interesting. We all stopped and looked at each other as the engine sound got louder. I need to hear you say it. “Good girl.” I said, letting my pleasure show in my voice. If they weren’t my sisters… I slammed that thought
