Sweaty Sapphic Showdown: Feisty Feminista Vs. Betty Brickhouse In A Punishment-fueled Grudge Match

“I’ve left my toothbrush in the bathroom!” I feigned sleep. Eporner John broke the spell first, removed his spent penis from my wife’s swollen pussy, kissed her cheek and went to the guest room. I pushed the door slowly. We sat chatting, not mentioning the threesome and possible breeding of Rosie, when John said that it would be nice to have us up again, Sheila said that that would be lovely as she had spent hardly any time with Rosie and knew they would be great friends. It could be too, I did fire quite a lot of my little swimmers up there in the weeks following, thanks to my fantasy come true. Steve was asleep so I thought I’d just grab it quick without you noticing.”
“Well, I’ve noticed you now” she said coyly.

Sweaty Sapphic Showdown: Feisty Feminista Vs. Betty Brickhouse In A Punishment-fueled Grudge Match

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