She felt nothing for him. Nothing -Except for her brown nipples hardening under her bra. Her heart moving from her throat lower, past her stomach unti... it rested between her thighs. Pounding from within her pussy. Throb-throb-pause. Throb-throb-pause.“Ryan,” she gasped.His hand reached around the back of her neck, gripped her hair. Not hard, just firm. “I remember telling you what I expected today. Remember?”Her heart pounded harder between her legs. She was wet. She had never even gotten. Many were staring at my wife with flared nostrils and sweat droplets on the brow , they took swigs from their beer mugs with eyes fixed at my wife sitting hunched on the floor , with one arm absentmindedly fixed over their bulging crotches. Dave was making his mind go fast , I could sense .by the way he licked his tongue and chewed his lower lip. A collective catcall went up the crowd as I saw Anna trying to stand up shakily , her tits swinging in the effort, they were just right , heavy yet. More

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