I didn’t see any reason not to slip my pecker up her cornhole. Indian sex “I can’t be doin’ this.”
My finger slid into her cleavage, pushing her dress and the cup of her strapless bra down, exposing a conical tit topped by a pink nipple. I fingered Franny’s red-furred muff, sunlight streaming through her open window lighting up those pubic hairs like flames. “You will. Both women’s faces were flushed and the bride’s lips were covered in drying pussy juices. Happy’s own ass—marred by a few stretch marks—waved invitingly to me. “I’ll just let Happy eat your cooch out while I fuck her.”
“But it’s incest.”
Happy laughed, “I know, so nasty. Read 22536 times |
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