I pretty much kept my dick in his ass the whole time. It was very hard to go out with him because he was very flamboyant and god forbid a picture gets...snapped and posted. I'm just being paranoid but he's really flamboyant. I'll give you an example. We got to Vegas and we spent literally 2 days having sex. One night we decide we're going to head out to the club so I put on a nice suit and tie and he's hogging the bathroom for over an hour. He comes out and he is in a full leather catsuit with a. I slow down my pace so we enjoy the wand together. She curses up a storm, it sounds so hot. I continue to pound that delicate pussy hard until I feel the pressure building up inside and then she pulls up, my cock spilling out of her with her juices gushing out onto me. She squirts everywhere, drenching me. Very good girl.I slide out from under her and tie her ankles to another contraption I rigged up, she's completely off the ground, elevated up, legs spread wide open. I flood her ass with. What had it been? No matter. It was her fault. She just wouldn't listen to him. Nobody listened to him.His wife, Georgia, was laying on the floor, one eye swollen shut, whenVictor heard a voice say, "Don't seem you respect your marriage much."Victor turned on the voice, but saw nothing, until he heard, "Down here."Victor looked down and saw a two foot man, dressed all in green."Who are you?" he demanded."Patty, the leprechaun." Right. Leprechaun or not, no one insults me in my own. She hadn't been wearing stockings or socks and wasn't wearing the boots now. Her legs were beautifully bare to the vee of shirttails that was actually pointed toward Bob. I wondered if he could see between her legs.She accepted a glass of beer, downing only half immediately, as things returned to virtually the same place they had left off in the bar. More sexually charged conversation driven, at least initially, by the way she looked in his shirt but masterfully moved on by Bob's stories and.
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