I looked at Lynn’s head. “Yeah, I guess so,” I said.Lynn was facing me, her head pressing against the plushly cushioned arm of the leather couch... While her husband’s attention was on her face, sweet Lynn scratched her nail along the underside of my throbbing cock, shoved her palm aggressively down my shaft, and folded her fingers around my balls. I managed to turn my groan into a strangled gulp.“Oh, your water,” Dale exclaimed. “I forgot.”He turned away and I tried to push Lynn’s shoulder up so. Then she pushed my pant along with underwear till my knees and other side I had inserted my one hand in her panty and teasing her by rubbing her pussy from outer side, she suddenly hold my hands and pushed it so that my finger can went inside of her pussy. As my one finger went inside her pussy she stopped for a sec and aaahhhhmmmm sound came out of her mouth then I kissed her and started to finger her while she was holding my dick and rubbing it. I was in full hard mode then she said please. More

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