Merel met een dikke pik in haar kut. Merel die haar rood gestifte pijplipjes om Marks harde lul plooide. Merel die al die geile slipjes en jarretelgor...eltjes had die Mark voor haar, Eva, had klaar liggen. Merel, Mark z’n neuksletje. Zou ze haar kutje ook voor hem scheren? Net zoals zij gisteravond voor Mark had gedaan? Zou Merel eigenlijk ook wel eens ontrouw zijn geweest aan Mark? Ze moest weer even aan Johan, haar vriendje, denken… Zou Johan haar een “lekker wijf” vinden? Een echte ‘milf’. Humans are hard-wired for novelty and a constant state soon fades into the background of perception.Something like naked kids in The Program generated little interest. Nude children were part of the faded background constant state."This presentation is all about gender differences," Miss Krystal announced. "See if you can tell which one is the boy."I was examined closely by several women and girls. I counted a dozen women—all dressed, except for Miss Krystal—and a dozen girls—all naked—and lost. Thoughts of what you could have possibly got me. Memories of how you smell, the way you move, how you taste, the feel of being inside your mouth, at the back of your throat and squeezed into your tight, wet, quivering cunt...A thud pulls me from my nocturnal daydream. The taxi has clipped a pedestrian's foot from what I can make out of the argument. I don't have time for this shit, I think, and with a muted "Cheers, mate," I deposit a note on his passenger seat and exit the cab. A quick look. "Oh my God Denise!" the dark haired beauty replied. "His cock is so big!" And he knows how to use it!" my ex put in."Yes!" Francine cried, obviously in the throws of her first orgasm. I didn't even bother to slow my pace.I continued to squeeze her narrow hips and slam in and out of her pussy. She was now resting her head on the ledge of the tub while she continuing to hang on. I picked up the pace a little and she groaned."I'm going to fill your pussy with my cum the next time you orgasm," I.
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