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ifrit hsr With one last, incredible thrust he was suddenly cumming, and so was I.“Daddyyyy!” I squealed, shaking uncontrollably as he held me tight, Mommy's eyes absolutely riveted to the base of her husband's cock as it pulsed strongly within me, delivering his hot, potent seed straight into their own daughter's needy little cunt!
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- Popular with businesses in Hong Kong SAR
- Use directly in Shopify admin
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English, Chinese (Simplified), French, German, Italian, Japanese, Korean, Portuguese (Brazil), Spanish, and Turkish
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ifrit hsr With one last, incredible thrust he was suddenly cumming, and so was I.“Daddyyyy!” I squealed, shaking uncontrollably as he held me tight, Mommy's eyes absolutely riveted to the base of her husband's cock as it pulsed strongly within me, delivering his hot, potent seed straight into their own daughter's needy little cunt!
Wanna sniff her armpits so much...Hey sweety~ welcome to my fucking goon cave~ gonna come help your neet mommy goon sweety?~
“Good, you're awake,” a soft, seductive voice purred. I had to force myself to focus again, to see the tall, gorgeous blonde stepping into the room. Even then, I thought surely I had to be hallucinating; she was stunning, her tiny black leather bikini top barely covering her nipples on her huge, gravity-defying DD-cup tits, the matching tight black miniskirt showing off slender, toned legs that seemed to go on forever. “Do you remember me yet, Brian?”
One day she definitely knew the effect she had on me, even if she hadn’t before. I was writing an essay on The Grapes of Wrath and asked Mrs. B when she came by if a word was spelled correctly. She leaned over, her silky red hair brushing against my cheek and her breast lay against my left shoulder. My cock stiffened instantly—and uncomfortably. Without thinking, I reflexively reached down and maneuvered my throbbing dick into a more comfortable position. It did create a sizable tent pole in my pants that I tried to push down and hide, which only drew attention to my crotch. Mrs. B blushed noticeably, stood up while stifling a laugh and muttered an apology.
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