Sjeli smo popiti kavu, ja sam nešto listao ploče u dnevnom boravku, a ona je rekla da mora na wc. Izašao sam na balkon nakratko i čuo da se vratil..., ali je nije bilo u dnevnoj sobi nego je viknula da je u spavaćoj od staraca.Ležala je tamo, potpuno gola, raširenih nogu s čašom crnog vina u ruci i gledala me je zapravo prilično bezobraznim pogledom, jer je znala da želim da ostanemo samo prijatelji - toga se nisam htio odreći jer smo dugo bili zajedno i razvili neki dobar odnos bez obzira na bol. Her glistening pussy on me felt so good, I never wanted it to end. I squirmed under her. Moving myself as best I could, I discovered this intensified the feelings in me. Jolene broke our kiss. Her voice was guttural, she was as in passion as I was. “You're getting into this I see, baby.” “I am, this feels amazing, Jolene.” “I'm glad and yes it does. You feel so good under me, lover.” “Umm, Jolene?” “ Mmm, yes baby?” “I like when you call me that.” “Baby?” Slightly embarrassed, I managed to. He said the last punk Kong skull fucked came away with a broken jaw and once he ass fucked a punk so long and hard without lube that the punk is now forced to wear a colostomy bag the rest of his life. Kong didn't really like punks according to Johnny. He liked bitches. Bitches knew their place and how to treat a man, a real man, a real hard man. Punks had to be broken.Timmy thought Johnny had been messing with him about the size of Kong's organ but now he wasn't so sure. He also wondered if. His tail was wagging slowly from side to side as he stood there. Bette felt a surge of primordial lust sweep over her. Letting him tongue her cunt wouldn't be breaking her word to Don to wait until he came home. It was different letting him eat her cunt than letting him fuck her.Putting her hand on his head, Bette moved closer, her legs spreading wider. She bit her lip when the dog rubbed his damp muzzle against the hot smooth flesh of her thigh. Unable to move, Bette spread her legs even.