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When their pelvises met, Phil stopped and looked down at her.“Are you okay?” he asked softly.She could not answer, all she could do was nod and grip his arm. He remained still. He wanted her comfortable. He gazed upon her pale skin, he knew he had been granted something special and he fought back his carnal impulses.Her pussy gripped his cock like a glove. He slowly withdrew and gently pushed it back home. Slowly he began to pick up a slow and steady rhythm. She lifted her arms and locked them. I was just getting into a rhythm of sucking him when he grunted and shot his cum in my mouth. I sucked and swallowed and sucked until he was done shooting. I kept sucking until I was sure I had it all. When I pulled my mouth off of him, he told me to lick his cock. I licked up and down his cock, kissing and sucking on it. He told me to lick his balls. I went down and began licking them. He moaned and I began kissing and then sucking on them. I then licked my way back up his cock. He. The light snapped on overhead, and he could see the lithe, voluptuous blonde wife as she ran across the room and flung herself on the bed. She began weeping unabashedly, obviously upset, her lovely face twisted with emotion. Wafto smiled tightly, pressing his eye hard against the hole; he could tell by the brightness of her eyes, the flushed appearance of her cheeks, that the marijuana which she had partaken of had done its job well. And he thought he knew, too, why she was weeping; his master. It was bad enough that all the week we were home before the fair she'd get up about ten and want me to make another breakfast for her."You're the cook. You should make breakfast when I get up." Breakfast is served at seven. You should get up when I cook it," I shot back. Betts marched up to me and looked me right in the eye to make her demand. Then she backed off a step."When did you get taller than me?" Last week," I said. "I'm five-five. Now who's the shrimp-meat?" This isn't right." Maybe.
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