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“On… second thought—” Dave pushes her legs away from his shoulders and retreats nearly tripping over his ankle-height pants. “My brother will kill me.” “Don’t do this to me…!” She moans, her hand rubbing her cunt, sending short piss shots at the man’s direction. Her legs drop and hang from the big ass edge of the bed in an uncomfortable position. The man finds the lewd woman’s show provoking as his dick throbs with excitement. He can’t help himself and gives it a few strokes. Little time passes, and the woman slithers off the bed forcing Dave to nearly trip over his pants as he is forced to retreat further, his back to the closed door. She grabs him by his balls and squeezes them just enough for the man to grunt. “Play with me or I’ll, homemade like, crush your balls or something.” She presses her long pink nails into his sack while smiling playfully. But she is quick to release him. She comes closer squashing her breasts onto his shirt and whispers to his ear. “You know the hierarchy thing, like, who’s on top. I’m, like, over my husband thousands of times, and I, like, own him or something,” she caresses his balls and polishes his shaft’s tip sending pussy the aroused man almost over the edge. “He likes Fucking that. A lot.” “But I’m not… look, I’m married—” Dave tries to refute. “So what? I’m also married,” the woman cuts him off. “It’s what makes it feel so good though.” At first, she brings her lips closer to his, but goes for his ear instead: she breathes into it and the man can’t stop himself from sniffing her long blonde hair. She starts moving her hand across the length of his shaft making the man hump her perfect hand pussy. “Oh, what’s this? So you DO want it,” the woman snickers. Dave grabs her thick ass. Thick ooze shoots from his tip. The thunderstruck woman tries catching it with her hands, but most of it gets on her juicy thigh. After the ordeal, she gently blows into his ear, mature “We’re just beginning.” The woman brings her cum-stained hand down to her cunt and makes a white mess out of it. There was a lot of gray and black and dark blue. Both boys were starting to break character and couldn’t help but want to watch the dirty scene that was unfolding on homemade their crotches. Our tongues dueled together, fluttering, batting, mature attacking each other. “W-what, what was that! The clothes he had left for me just made me. A small bustier and woman's shorts, camouflage print and not mine at all. She mewled around her gag, her eyes softening as they looked up at me, full of surrender. “She loves it!” Mommy moaned, pounding Grandma with the strap-on. "Linda reacted quickly and walked to the kitchen. Besides, I don’t want you eating raw fish.” I picked up my camera and sat him pussy on the bed to my right. I felt a little wetness on my fingers from Dan's pre-cum. “Please Fucking don’t get mad…it’s still our secret…but…but…” I just nodded and mumbled “okay.” After school we walked to Jim’s. She said: “ I told my Mom I’d be late; that I was going to big ass do homework with you.” “Really? Angela’s hips bucked. He turned his back to Deana. It can't be done. I was so aware of the cameras focusing on us that were streaming us across the world live. Until I noticed Mary was kind of distracted.