Bob removed her binding and the gag and told her to clean up and be outside in five minutes looking presentable. Still no more than seven of his thick twelve inches shined with my spit and slobber, I had a long way to go. Before long Bob was using almost a full swing and the force of each blow caused drops of pussy juice to splatter around the tied woman. Nah, that usually burns a girl's ass when you ask for age. Sounds like a steal to me. Twenty minutes later Christie woke up as cold water hit her face. I bought my things quickly and hurried out to the parking lot, hoping to catch this cut black stud before he took off so I could
That's my dirty little girl.
‘baseball bat’ stories
Allow us to process your personal data? Like could you sound any more hornier? Upon landing at her house, which blinds in rather well with the others, she asks "Mind if I tack on one more condition? Bat-titties here I come! Might as well stay with him anyway.