If she wanted to serve me, she would need to get used to have her ass played with.Karissa wouldn’t stop until the other woman was satisfied, sitting...panting and sweating in her chair. Soon thereafter, she excused herself, as she was probably already missed by her dear husband who no doubt had no clue about his cunt-whoring wife. We finished breakfast with Karissa still on the floor and me feeding her toast, laced with pussy slime, which I gathered from my snatch with a spoon. She ate eagerly,. .. I saw that and wondered who owned that ... it’s looks great” she commented as we arrived at her car which was just 10 meters away.She placed her purchases in the boot.“Would you like a tour?” I asked.“I’d love to” she replied.I closed the side door after showing her inside. The front section contained the living area and kitchenette, with the rear containing the bedroom and ensuite. The passageway to the back was quite narrow, and I soon found myself pressed against her as we tried to. More

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