posted by admin on Jul 21
“I… I guess…so,” she answered, as best as she could.He had begun to pick up the pace of his thrusting. She felt her ass shake every time he slapped into it. She braced herself on the windowsill to try and hide any motion from Mrs. Smith. She wanted to fuck back. She wanted to slam herself into him, but the windowsill and Mrs. Smith’s attention prevented any of that. She could feel the sloppy wetness of their fucking. Go away, she thought to herself, go away go away go away.
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