He ran his fingers around this band, from one side to the other, then grabbed the front and pulled them down. His hand continued exploring her chest and upper body, all while she was crying and begging to be let go . He had the largest cock she had ever felt. . I felt stubble press against my thigh and I could no longer deny what was happening next. The rougher hand started to peel away my thong and trace faint lines back and forth across my shaved pussy, it almost felt nice, I suppose it would have been if it wasn't some old revolting man who owned the hand caressing me I felt a hand run up my thigh, it felt rough, like wrinkled leather.
He didn’t always do this, but he did it enough to call it common. It had felt so good
. It hurt at first but she continued to work at it, the juice from her pussy acting as lube for her tight anus
He ran his fingers around this band, from one side to the other, then grabbed the front and pulled them down. His hand continued exploring her chest and upper body, all while she was crying and begging to be let go . He had the largest cock she had ever felt. . I felt stubble press against my thigh and I could no longer deny what was happening next. The rougher hand started to peel away my thong and trace faint lines back and forth across my shaved pussy, it almost felt nice, I suppose it would have been if it wasn't some old revolting man who owned the hand caressing me I felt a hand run up my thigh, it felt rough, like wrinkled leather.
He didn’t always do this, but he did it enough to call it common. It had felt so good
. It hurt at first but she continued to work at it, the juice from her pussy acting as lube for her tight anus
He ran his fingers around this band, from one side to the other, then grabbed the front and pulled them down. His hand continued exploring her chest and upper body, all while she was crying and begging to be let go . He had the largest cock she had ever felt. . I felt stubble press against my thigh and I could no longer deny what was happening next. The rougher hand started to peel away my thong and trace faint lines back and forth across my shaved pussy, it almost felt nice, I suppose it would have been if it wasn't some old revolting man who owned the hand caressing me I felt a hand run up my thigh, it felt rough, like wrinkled leather.
He didn’t always do this, but he did it enough to call it common. It had felt so good
. It hurt at first but she continued to work at it, the juice from her pussy acting as lube for her tight anus
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