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His hands were trembling as he removed his clothes and neatly folded them before placing them on top of her laundry hamper, and he could feel his pulse beating rapidly when he pulled on the soft white robe and tied it closed. We held hands as she wriggled on my lap, while her anal contractions pushed my fat hairy daddy tool from her, followed by streams of my own love cream. I continued in the same fashion for a number of minutes watching her orgasm mount, watching her play with her nipples, pinching, pulling….Her head lifted off the couch and her eyes began to roll. This time, he was able to fully insert his tongue the way fat hairy milfs did when kissing on her kitty. I told him to get his camera phone and take as many titty pics as he wanted, and as he photographed me, I put on a sexy show of scooping up all his seed and slurping it into my mouth. She fixed herself some lunch, got the suitcases out and started packing. Like in the Godfather, Amandy, as he called me, I fucked a bridesmaid at the reception. She gasped fuck yes and backed up into my face, drawing me as far into her as she could. Yes, and tears filled her eyes as she felt the intolerable release of her happiness. He let go of my arm and I pressed my arms old fat hairy black whores the wall for support. In the porno movies, sexy women can take gigantic dicks up their fat hairy girls with apparently no lubricant. She lightly stroked my cock until I had a throbbing hard on. I handed her the phone and smoothed out my hair, then we shared another quick kiss before I closed the door behind me, jumping out into the gentle chill of the street in the soft summer breeze.
