Julie licked her lips at the sight."I'm so wet," Phone Julie moaned. Her fingers, nails painted pink with Starry Night blues swirling, clutched at her...mound. A teardrop wad of cunt juice dripped at her own touch, right through the panties. "Fuck," Phone Julie grunted."Fuck," Julie moaned herself, wondering if Phone Julie's pussy tasted as sweet and naughty as her own did whenever she sucked her fingers clean after touching herself.The camera panned up to Phone Julie's face. Julie stared as. If he lived a millennium, he'd neverunderstand them. Jenny's contradictory signals were puzzling; they werealso frustrating. If she weren't such a babe. . . .He kissed her neck. She didn't resist.She allowed him to plant a row of kisses down the side of her throat. She hadn't put her breasts off limits, at least. He squeezed the twin ofthe one he'd been caressing before he'd slid his hand up her thigh andbeen rebuffed upon reaching the thin fabric that shielded her sex fromhis hand."Wait," she. More

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