That evening Ethan finished up what he was working on, and closed up shop. It ran down her gaping pussy lips and dripped onto Bob’s jeans. Porn Bonnie’s hips were still bucking up, as a few more weaker squirts of pussy juice came out, landing on Bob’s fat gut. Trying to figure out how is power worked. As Bonnie opened the door, Ethan smiled at her. Ethan stood there thinking about it for a bit, and said, “let me see your tits.” Bonnie smiled at Ethan and said, “sure master,” as grabbed her t-shirt and pulled it over her head, throwing it aside. “Wow,” Bob said in amazement at her flexibility. Bonnie smiled as she slowly ran her hand down her stomach and used her forefinger and middle finger to spread her slightly swollen pussy lips apart. It seemed to work fine.” Ethan laughed, “yeah it did, but at first she didn’t respond to me.
