Pete had only removed his jacket, still wearing a simple white tank top under it, but all the biceps, triceps and whatever other -ceps he had suddenly...made for a very different looking man. Pete was already pitching a tent in his pants, laughing silently while he watched Laura wave her puss over Fuzzbutt's head. She brushed her pussy lips with her fingers and flicked the little jewel that dangled from her clitoral hood piercing, but Fuzzy was stuck two inches too short since his cock cage was. On the let as a dressing mirror. I caught a glimpse of him above my doggy-positioned body pumping his cock in and out. And my wig, flowing too and fro. And my Butt jiggling with each thrust. My little boobs wiggling with the force. And my useless dicklet and balls slapping my stomach.“ I wanna see your face papa” I screamed in ecstasy, as he continued to pound.“ ok turn around,” he said. I did and was now facing him. He was looking hot, sweat was pouring off him. His dick with the condom was. More

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