Neither released their grip on the weapon. "I gave you a ride and saved your life, remember?" Yeah, that's why you get to drive the car," she said wit... a playful gleam in her eye. "You get one or the other, not both. I want the P-90." She patted the transversely mounted fifty round magazine. "So, what's it gonna be, cowboy, the car or the gun?" Fine, I'll take the MP-5." Finn released his grip on the P-90 and grabbed the Heckler and Koch submachine gun."Besides, there's nothing wrong with the. My late love of my life, Richard Hunter, was a financier."Gertrude smiled. "Oh, I see," she declared. "He had the purse designed for you."Inwardly, Monique shrugged. "In a manner of speaking, I guess that's true," she admitted.Gertrude looked vindicated. "Who was the designer?" she asked. This time, her tone made it clear that she would brook no coyness. She expected an answer.Monique felt like telling Madame to go fuck herself, but Richard had wanted her to enjoy the finer things in life, even. I further pushed hard and entered 6 inch in her tight pussy and she also responded by pushing upward my cock 2 inch. I pushed further and entered my giant pussy in her virgin pusssy hole upto 8 inch.she also responded and pushed an inch upward my cock. This time pushed very hard and entered my 10 inch cock in her sweet soft young fresh little cute samart tight tiny pussy and she cried inover joy' Dad i feeel your fulll 10 inch cock in my tight virgin sweet pusssy. dad pl fuck me fuck me' I. “This is no good, you’re going to have to decide who goes first!” I protested of course that it was an impossible choice, but the girls teased me I’d better get decisive or be thrown out. I think they were joking, but it spurred me on to grab Brandy and kiss her firmly. “Damm right” she hissed in my ear. I told her to get on her hands and knees on the bed. What a magnificent shapely arse she had. I ran my hands over it and moved on up her back, moving my fingers in circles, till I was massaging.
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