“Evidence shows the subject coming closer and closer to her orgasm,” he said, rubbing my clit with his strong finger. Indian sex I had to stop myself. I need a break.”
His strong hands ran up my thighs as he knelt down. Breed me, Frank! “Donna!”
I drove into my wife. “When we get home, I’ll have to run more expearments!”
“Yes,” I groaned, drawing back my hips, my cock aching in her juicy depths. See if your wife can still make you cum after all those bimbos.”
“Oh, I know my wife can make me cum,” he laughed, grabbing my hips, forcing me all the way down Carmanjelo’s cock. They were so perky despite their size, the bimbo serum giving them such pliant shape. “Oh, Dr. My pussy clenched. Privacy from the rest of the
