My Husband’s Deepest Desires

I could feel it pulsating against her dark hole. Blowjob porn I made the decision for her. She had me so horny, and we stood at the bar talking when the dance was over. Karen’s pain lessened and was replaced by the sensation of a strange greasy cock slipping along the walls of her ass. All her drunken sassy talk of taboo dirty sex and her demands of rough sex was about to backfire on her. Karen’s muscles were stinging. She fought for a way to phrase a refusal. Karen realized that getting ass fucked and having rough sex was something she wanted again. “Hold my balls, you slut. I took her by the arm and drug her onto the bed. I would squeeze her tit or pinch a puffy nipple, to which she would say something nasty. She saw a white plastic cap I dropped on the floor as it fell.

My Husband’s Deepest Desires

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