Prestira’s man hoisted his hands under the witch’s legs, bringing her off her stool as her ankles flew in the air. Strings of comingled fluids dri...ped from her, before snapping when she was lifted from her seat. “Hey John, bring Trish over here and let the ladies play with each other!” Prestira’s man roared. John picked Yavara up by the thighs and brought the elf over to Prestira, pressing the women against each other. Their breasts squished and distorted against one another while they cried. "Wanna bet?" asked Quinn with a smile on her face. "I watched you playgoal, and I know I can score on you."Chad turned and laughed."Bull," he replied with a smirk on his face."Get me a stick, and I'll prove it," countered Quinn."You must be joking. No way you can score on me," stated Chad. "It's awaste of time." So, you're afraid to be beaten by a girl?" asked Quinn with a slysmile on her face."I'm not afraid. What's the wager?" asked Chad confidently."I'll shoot on you, and if I score, you. If his driving wasn't going to kill her appetite, she had no doubt that the crime scene photos would.She looked up in time to see him passing the first of three cars and looked back at her hands again, her body tensed for the blast of a horn, the scream of brakes, the shriek of metal tearing into metal and glass breaking.He looked over and saw her clenched hands, white knuckled and took pity on her, slowing down once he had passed the last of the cars. He settled into the seat and kicked on the. I reached down and squeezed her nipples. She moved back on the bed and spread her fat thighs, the cami nickers loose at the crutch flashed her hairy groin at me, climbing her I buried my face in her neck her flowerily perfume filling my senses as I pushed my hand down her nickers into a forest of wispy hair and a dry cunt. I split the old cunt lips with my fingers finding the hole of her pussy and the clit. The old girl moaned and said something in Ukrainian. I rubber her clit and gash while.