It was Burt, Debbie's secret stud
. Leering down at my big tits, he tightened his hold on my ankles and never broke his stride.
. . My hips, tummy and cunt ached, as he slowed down and let my legs flop to my side
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It was Burt, Debbie's secret stud
. Leering down at my big tits, he tightened his hold on my ankles and never broke his stride.
. . My hips, tummy and cunt ached, as he slowed down and let my legs flop to my side
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When I sunk into the hot bubbles, I couldn’t relax. We chatted, as usual, while we ate a take-away meal, with me drinking a couple of glasses of wine, and him a couple of beers
Brazzers Network Last I saw of him he said heading toward Miami to pick up some supplies; maybe he might pick up some toys just for us!
I think I need a rest from massage today and an evening out for a romantic dinner feels like just what the doctor ordered. I wanted to feel that slab of meat pulsing at my side
. I screamed out in pleasure and felt Pierre empty his hot load
I whisper to myself smirking
It was Burt, Debbie's secret stud
. Leering down at my big tits, he tightened his hold on my ankles and never broke his stride.
. . My hips, tummy and cunt ached, as he slowed down and let my legs flop to my side
Great Sex Contest
Great Sex Contest