She twisted and pushed, grunted and gasped, and moaned in frustration. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get Dave's dick into her entrance."G...d damn it!" she finally cried out. She lifted herself off her perch on Dave's dick, and flopped angrily down next to him. "I can't do it!" she whined, her face scrunched up and her eyes watering, both from frustration and the pain of battering herself on Dave's tool.Dave rolled to his side to face her, resting his head on a hand. He reached out. When she leaned back up she raised them high in the air with one hand as if they were the WWE Championship title belt. Her audience cheered loudly. Then my wife cut her eyes to me and gave me another grin. She slowly rotated her wrist and brought her arm down a little. Then she put the crotch of her bikini bottoms to her face and made a huge deal of giving them a deep sniff. This time when her audience erupted in cheers it brought a few more people out to see what was going on. I decided it. More

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