The friction swelled as James pounded my bowels, thrusting his cock deep and fast into me, making me shudder and groan. XXX She arched her eyebrows at me. I moaned about his dirty cock. Oh, you’re such a good girl! My room was filled with flowers. He groaned above me, his muscular chest rippling. He used my pigtails as handlebars, pulling on them as he pistoned that thick, sour cock in and out of my mouth, using me, making me feel so wonderfully whorish. I felt so close to them. Ambrosia. Then I latched onto Jenny’s again. Bernice Wilson
I lay in the hospital bed, exhausted from my five hours of labor. Juices dripped down my thighs as James’s dick slid down my throat. And grandson. “Someone’s looking hard,” Jenny giggled as she crawled onto the bed, her breasts, ripened a cup size, swung before her delicious belly.
