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I was over at my girlfriend’s house after a party we had just had. It was a Halloween party with decorations and everything in which we have been an...icipating for a very long time. We had some friends come by and we all had a great time. I worked at the local pizza joint so I was the one supplying the food. Being as how It was cold outside I decided to bring hot bags so the food could stay hot. After the party was over and all our friends left I had begun to leave and my girlfriend and I held. . I hate to break the mood, but ... what I’d like to do would be a lot more enjoyable if we cleaned our teeth and, um, relieved ourselves first.”“Okay, but before we do...” my hand found her breast, cupped, fondled and squeezed it. “Yep! Every bit as perfect as I remembered.”She giggled, and pressed her hand over mine, then quickly rolled over, unzipped her side of the bag and slid out. Reluctantly, I did the same, but pushed up the fore-hatch and went on deck. There is something ... primitive?. “Going to need to cum soon! Where did Brad cum on Jasmin?” he groaned“In her mouth! He made her take like a slut!” Tasha moaned“Get on your knees! “ dad saidTasha moved her knees as dad stepped in front of her and started to stroke his cock.“Tell me what you want!” dad said“I want your cum baby! Let me have your cum!” She groaned“Are you going to eat my load slut?” he asked“YES! Please I want it so bad! Please daddy cum for me!” she beggedI watched as my dad’s cock jerked and his cum shot into. As per Arjun’s order i was wearing my transparent nightie without wearing any bra and panty inside as the air-conditioner was On, my pink nipple was poking out of the thin materiel of the nightie, Arjun was sitting on the sofa and asked me to open the door and let the waiter follow me to come to our table.I reach the door and opened it without looking at the waiter and told him to come inside and close the door, I felt very odd in my thin nightie plus i noticed the waiter was not the same as.
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