His hand was so strong. I deserved it. Indian sex Juices stained the teal crotch of her panties. Janet’s massaging mouth worked the cum out of my balls and shot it straight up my dick into Becca’s hungry mouth. “Okay, my lovely wives,” I grinned, “do you remember what we talked about?”
“We’re supposed to keep the men happy,” giggled Alice. It would be labor intensive without the highly specialized machinery only large companies could afford. “Is that that super smart serum?”
Frank nodded. My hands slid up and down her waist as we danced closer and closer to each other. My thoughts were covered in a warm, marshmallowy embrace that made the world seem so wonderful and magical. Thank you for disciplining me. I was eager for another orgasm on the slut’s lips. “Oh, yes, being spanked was so hot. Alice Jackman, I came up with a revolutionizing beauty product. My juices stained my thighs as my excitement increased. “I bet you’d love it if we did this.”
I fell to my knees and pulled Janet’s panties down her thighs. Two women snowballing your cum with obvious enjoyment was the hottest thing in the world. I frowned, then went to sit on his lap.
