She looked up at her daughter, frowning slightly, then gestured for them to go. Japanese sex My cock was three-quarters hard at least, stiffening against the fabric of my jeans. “Dude, good one,” my work buddy said from behind me. I had just started to get over my obsession when there she was, back at the front counter, bouncing lightly on her heels and looking straight at me. What wasn’t hidden by the dress were her breasts. I used the sticky sweet juice on my cock, spreading it all over, lubing myself up. I began fucking her again, long, slow, deliberate thrusts. Her purse was hanging on one of the door hooks, and I saw a hint of red cloth sticking out.
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