More waves follow, they don’t stop until more than half of Vicky’s face and a large part of Lola’s buttocks are covered in a sticky liquid. Blowjob sex I can feel it coming, but I can’t be bothered to warn either Vicky or Lola. In any case, she’d scream from the second I’d enter her to the moment my greasy, slippery rod would slide back out of her. Bobby McFadden was sitting at the slot machines, dropping coins and pulling the lever down and up again. The initial blast wouldn’t be as big as it would be with Vicky, but it would be absolute perfection. She sat at the bar and sipped from her diet coke, her usual starter. A few of them were in early, as usual. I look at it, smile widely for a brief moment, then think, and keep thinking…















