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against May's nose. The brunette ate hungrily. Her cuntlips nibbled the dog's cock as
against May's nose. The brunette ate hungrily. Her cuntlips nibbled the dog's cock as
eagerly as her mouth attended to the blonde's pussy. In what seemed the passage of an instant or a life time, the orgasms were happening again. The women were crying and clutching one another. This time the dog was cumming with them. Spike could tell by the urgent way he slammed his cock into May's cunt, in short fierce strokes. I don't believe it! The words rang through the big mechanic's mind again and again. By the time the climaxes were past, he felt as exhausted as the women and the dog looked. While Pogo lay on the end of the bed, the women snuggled against one another and prepared for sleep. For an instant, May grew alert. "Did you hear the screen door bang?" she asked anxiously. "No... go to sleep, darling. All the banging around here has been going on right in this room!" Lacey's education was giving her a new sense of humor, too. |
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