He stood there, transfixed. Swinging one leg over, she flipped onto her back so that her wobbling breasts slightly drooped outwards, and the spatula s...uck out of her drooling cunt. She wiggled it up and down with precision control."Come on, lad. Bring your sausage here."In a daze, he brought his meat to her. He gave a little groan as she raised her hips and squeezed her pussy to flick the end of his hard cock with her tool."Come on. My pussy wants your sausage. Now." But... the spatula?" You. Steve felt his dick buried all the way into her warm wetness brushing against her cervix as she grinded her hips. Marge rubbed her crotch against his pubic bone, trying to find the perfect degree of friction for her anxious clit. Once she got the right angle, she plowed ahead. Steve held on for dear life!“Oh, Steve!” Marge gasped after a rush of hip action that left her breathless. She came twice in a row and finally slipped off completely satisfied. Donna took her turn, hoping onto his. More

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