She was like a tripod, supported on her knees and head, with her juicy bottom wriggling out at the apex. My desi That is, until you get a buyer.”“Well, sure,” said Colleen, delighted. It seemed as if an eternal spring were flowing from Carol’s cunt as she went off like a machine gun, burst after burst, her creamy discharge coming in an extended rope. Jennifer slurped away until she was sure that she had swallowed every precious drop of that sweet, delicious joy juice. She called out, “Carol? Carol, her voice husky, said, “I’ll try not to come too soon, honey. Colleen gasped into Carol’s hairy cunt as she felt this new sensation. Colleen’s eyes were wide open, as though she were startled by what she was doing–or by how much she enjoyed it.
