‘Tell Mr. Already the next glob is overflowing her cunt, and I dive back in to spoon it up. Xnxx Mrs. Flanagan is still wearing her pantyhose so I look up at her with a question on my face. Flanagan is laughing her head off. She lifts her left arm so I can do her armpit, revealing a broad patch of stubbles. I swallow hard to keep my mouth from overflowing, taking hardly the time to acknowledge the bitter sour taste. If you don’t cut it, I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask for a replacement.’
‘I assure you that will not be necessary, Madam. I look right up between her legs, where she is holding her cunt with one hand to keep it from leaking. Wait up for me, I might need you later. Mrs. ‘You can stare at my cunt later.
