He picked up the phone and told Cleo he wanted to fuck a blonde teenager. ‘We just sort of . . . met,’ I said. ‘He’s a really nice guy. A gent...eman.’ Erin shook her head, impressed. ‘Wow,’ she said again. Apparently, that was her favorite word. ‘Okay, you win.’ ‘I think we both win,’ I said. ‘Your Ross Brady looks like a real nice guy.’ Erin bit her lip and leaned close. ‘He’s got an eight-inch dick,’ she whispered, then eased back, giggling. ‘I measured it.’ I chuckled. ‘I don’t think you want. My fuck buddy is watching and is encouraging me to shoot my load over my on face. And with that a few more jerks my cum comes flying out of me hitting me all over my face and in my mouth. I have never cum like this before and it feels awesome. My cum is so thick and there is so much that I am so wound up I take my hand and gather up all the cum that I can and have a puddle in my hand and I put my hand to my mouth and let all that cum enter my throat. This was so wild we both get cleaned up he. She bent over untying my shoes. I kicked them to the side of the couch. She giggled as I was now standing in front of her with just my dress pants barely on. I put my hands on my hips. She ran her long finger nails on my nipples making them tight. I kept looking at her beautiful body just inches from me.She was looking at my chest, when I shifted my hips. This caused my 9 3/4 inch cock to peek out the front of my dress pants. She looked down when she felt a breeze on her stomach. She then look. Ek din musalman ki maa ko laga ajj kal iss matherchod ko kya hua hai yai gar se jaldi chala jata hai aur der se aata aakhir baat kya ajj isse puncho gi ajj ki raat ko b wo gar der se phuncha tab uski maa ne pucha mathechod itna let kyu aaya kya apni ammi abba pura islam ko chudwane gaya tha musalman nhi ammi bus yuh hi dost ke gar der ho gayi. kyu der ho gayi uske gar party thi. chal ab so jaa khana to tune kaah hi liya hoga haa mummy kaah liya ab jaldi so jaa subah baat karenge. Agle din uski.