Quenching Thirst With Indian Waters

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“How could I forget? I’ll call Liz’s mom tonight—“
“—Let me talk to Liz first,” Regan cut in, his body subtly shaking with nervousness. At the same time, she worked at sucking her original partner’s dick, both her head and body bouncing up and down. …Yes. “Sorry,” she says, “I didn’t mean to startle you. When he enters, however, he finds Liz sitting on the bed, wrapped in a towel. “It was fine,” she says, smiling friendly. “He just might give you a run for your money,” she teases Paul, and then gestures for him to take over. His eyes scan around, but still no sign of Liz. I’m a slut.”
They both laughed.

Quenching Thirst With Indian Waters