We must of fucked for hours in that old musty shack clear until the sun was starting to come up, those juicy bits she had squeezing on my pecker so tight and so long that when I look back after learning more I'm surprised I didn't make twenty babies in her. I grew up in a place so isolated and dull that you've probably already forget the name of it, so most of the time if any of us locals wanted something we had to just sort of pretend we had it; the internet, computers, video games, movies that weren't older than us, girls
. With the prettiest flowers I could find in hand I started home.
. It just won’t do. The blouse, open again at the bottom button, hung over a short blue pleated skirt, short enough to reveal the thicker texture at the top of her stocking, but long enough to conceal the suspenders that kept them up .
If my hand was free to move, it’d be all over her ass! I feel the smooth hardness enter my ass a few inches and her pussy juice is intoxifying my mouth & tongue.
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We must of fucked for hours in that old musty shack clear until the sun was starting to come up, those juicy bits she had squeezing on my pecker so tight and so long that when I look back after learning more I'm surprised I didn't make twenty babies in her. I grew up in a place so isolated and dull that you've probably already forget the name of it, so most of the time if any of us locals wanted something we had to just sort of pretend we had it; the internet, computers, video games, movies that weren't older than us, girls
. With the prettiest flowers I could find in hand I started home.
. It just won’t do. The blouse, open again at the bottom button, hung over a short blue pleated skirt, short enough to reveal the thicker texture at the top of her stocking, but long enough to conceal the suspenders that kept them up .
If my hand was free to move, it’d be all over her ass! I feel the smooth hardness enter my ass a few inches and her pussy juice is intoxifying my mouth & tongue.
.
We must of fucked for hours in that old musty shack clear until the sun was starting to come up, those juicy bits she had squeezing on my pecker so tight and so long that when I look back after learning more I'm surprised I didn't make twenty babies in her. I grew up in a place so isolated and dull that you've probably already forget the name of it, so most of the time if any of us locals wanted something we had to just sort of pretend we had it; the internet, computers, video games, movies that weren't older than us, girls
. With the prettiest flowers I could find in hand I started home.
. It just won’t do. The blouse, open again at the bottom button, hung over a short blue pleated skirt, short enough to reveal the thicker texture at the top of her stocking, but long enough to conceal the suspenders that kept them up .
If my hand was free to move, it’d be all over her ass! I feel the smooth hardness enter my ass a few inches and her pussy juice is intoxifying my mouth & tongue.
.
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