"You're only thirty-seven Daddy," I crooned into his ear, loving the feel of Daddy's cock throbbing against me. Daddy and I spent seven years in Boston while I struggled to keep up with my classmates; without my husband who'd been through med school, who knew all the tricks, who was always ready to tutor me it would have been impossible
. It almost hurt as I arched upwards to meet my probing finger, yet even this inadequate replacement for Daddy's big prick still brought me to a shuddering orgasm in minutes, my frustration assuaged momentarily by my copious spending.
Jock. His cock felt incredible inside me. I was so turned on that I could barely move
Not to mention how bodacious my butt appeared when framed by the thin fabric.
She sighed and pushed herself off the bed to meet my lips and tongue. "Fucking Hell Irene, you must be pleased with it, You never used to touch yourself at all with me around"
. All I did was fuck you"
Yea, but you want me to fuck Barney you filthy bastard
"You're only thirty-seven Daddy," I crooned into his ear, loving the feel of Daddy's cock throbbing against me. Daddy and I spent seven years in Boston while I struggled to keep up with my classmates; without my husband who'd been through med school, who knew all the tricks, who was always ready to tutor me it would have been impossible
. It almost hurt as I arched upwards to meet my probing finger, yet even this inadequate replacement for Daddy's big prick still brought me to a shuddering orgasm in minutes, my frustration assuaged momentarily by my copious spending.
Jock. His cock felt incredible inside me. I was so turned on that I could barely move
Not to mention how bodacious my butt appeared when framed by the thin fabric.
She sighed and pushed herself off the bed to meet my lips and tongue. "Fucking Hell Irene, you must be pleased with it, You never used to touch yourself at all with me around"
. All I did was fuck you"
Yea, but you want me to fuck Barney you filthy bastard
"You're only thirty-seven Daddy," I crooned into his ear, loving the feel of Daddy's cock throbbing against me. Daddy and I spent seven years in Boston while I struggled to keep up with my classmates; without my husband who'd been through med school, who knew all the tricks, who was always ready to tutor me it would have been impossible
. It almost hurt as I arched upwards to meet my probing finger, yet even this inadequate replacement for Daddy's big prick still brought me to a shuddering orgasm in minutes, my frustration assuaged momentarily by my copious spending.
Jock. His cock felt incredible inside me. I was so turned on that I could barely move
Not to mention how bodacious my butt appeared when framed by the thin fabric.
She sighed and pushed herself off the bed to meet my lips and tongue. "Fucking Hell Irene, you must be pleased with it, You never used to touch yourself at all with me around"
. All I did was fuck you"
Yea, but you want me to fuck Barney you filthy bastard
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