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We continued driving in silence as my mind was realizing that I had pissed off this very attractive woman. Climb in.” Read 4296 times |
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What can I getcha?” “Hey, Carla. Haven’t seen you in a few days. Rachael said, somewhat curtly “Do you want me to wait while you shop? Haven’t seen you in a few days. Nice to meet you, Sailor. As I watched these angels let big cocks stroke, balls deep, down their throats, I quickly felt my own cum swelling up in my junk. What can I getcha?” “Hey, Carla. Or is your husband able to financially support both of you?”
“Not married, Sailor man. By now the coffee was ready so I poured a mug and sat at the nav station
