I moved my hands down and pushed he shorts down over her sweet round ass. I pushed my hand up between her legs and started stroking her pussy, lookin... for her clit. As I rubbed her clit, she stiffed and gasped cumming very quickly. I pulled my hand back and licked my fingers, tasting her essence. I stepped back and looked at her, laying forward on the washer with her shorts down around her knees, white baggy type socks, and her t-shirt pushed up to her shoulders, wishing I could take a. He smiled and slid into an armchair, lifting his heavy feet onto the coffee table. Thud, thud. He crossed his legs and leaned back, his giant dick cast over his thigh like a sleeping dog. Armisen looked on, scanning Carson’s frame. He looked different somehow, his eyes hungrier, but he was dressed the same--except now he was wearing Mr. Armisen’s red baseball cap, perched like a crown on his head. Armisen began to take off his glasses. “No, no,” said Carson. “Leave them on. You’re not gonna. More

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