“Good,” she said with a bright smile and removed his tie. Once she had tossed the tie onto his coffee table, she began to unbutton his shirt. “I...need for you to relax a little.” “Do I get to unbutton your shirt?” he asked. Looking into his eyes and smiling, Carla answered, “Well, it is your shirt.” After a few more sips of wine and a little more conversation, Carla slipped down onto the carpet and got between Marty’s feet. She took off his shoes and tossed them aside before pulling down his. Now anchored her blouse and bra were removed and not with care, both were ripped, now totally naked and with her tits bouncing, the fucking began and boy was she fucked.In and out that cock went and with every thrust the wife rose up as though hit with a thousands volts of electricity. Her head rolled from left to right, every thrust dragged a cry from every vocal cord that was until Harry stopped that rolling head in mid stream and shoved his cock down her throat and as Ambo rammed away, he. More

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