We did it! It was a heavyweight punch. Mature sex Read 9486 times |
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That she was forced to stare into Molly’s eyes while eating her own lunch and losing her appetite over the disgustingly wet throat cacophony. Mollie braced herself for the liquid punch. “Hello, Mollie.”
“Holy fuck!” A rude awakening. As the daughter of a disgraced Shell executive, that was Mollie’s job. At least no one was physically there to complain about the Gothic dress she was wearing like in her days of working for her father. Her stomach was going to have to stretch a bit more. One last deep breath, a turn of the wrist, and her mouth instantly became a toilet that thousands of men were masturbating into. Attempts at screaming only pushed air into the other girl’s throat. Gulp.” Mollie was already on the faucet, swallowing with more gusto than ever even though she controlled the pace.
