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She bent over the kitchen counter where she was preparing dinner and pulled up the short skirt she always wore that time of day. Her buns were neither trim or huge and sagged a little, but not bad for mid-50s. She always played a little game and didn’t look to see who had just arrived.Footsteps came up behind her and she heard his zipper and then the mushroom head began poking, suddenly slipping easily inside her waiting sheath. Its entry was eased by the fact that another visitor had very. She found another glob in her hair and swallowed it. Got to have something sweet to follow that with, she laughed, rose to her feet and went into the kitchen."Sully," I said, "I'm all fucked out. Will I ruin the party if I leave?" Have some cake first, okay?" Sure. Christ, I can't believe what happened here." Hey, when you're hot, you're hot."Shelly called us out to the table where huge slices of cake awaited us. We scarfed them up and after Sully burped contentedly, I knelt down on the floor. Then in a brief glimpse in a bit of light she can see more: the woman has dark curly hair, a black mask covering the majority of her face, and a black dress similar to her own. The blonde lets herself be taken up a flight of stairs into what she figures out quickly has to be the woman’s apartment; she is led immediately out onto the balcony by the dark haired woman. The balcony is dark, secluded, and out of most everyone’s view but can see other apartments – especially the one lit up right. My cock touched something deep inside her and she flowed like a fountain, her screams of release echoed in the broad daylight as she bucked my hips rhythmically. As she began to comprehend what had happened, letting out lovely moans my first instinct was to give in to my spent tiredness and close my eyes. As I had not yet cum I wanted to make it a much longer session and, I slowed down and gave the monster cock much-needed break. I wanted her every part to be loved and out of nowhere, something.
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