Gentle Japanese Curves Vol 4

“Hello?”
Her pussy quivered at the sound of his voice, and she set the phone down on the bed as she began unbuttoning her blouse. “Tease me first, babe. In a flash, Ace had gripped her tight by the hips and pushed her onto her hands and knees on the bed. “Stay,” she ordered her husband, standing up and dashing to the closet to dig for a robe. And he was enjoying it. “Worship her, you fucking faggot.”
Arthur did as told, this time with as much enthusiasm and effort as he could muster through his excited, ragged breaths. Just admit it, Arthur.”
Arthur scoffed at her. “I… you can’t…” He glared at her for a moment before averting his gaze entirely. Read 18468 times |
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    “So where is the little cuckold, anyway?”
“Upstairs.”
She led him up to the bedroom, feeling his eyes on her ass the whole time.