Wanking Himitsu no Omise no Octopus Hold - Original Russia
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#367078 - He carefully rolled over with his back facing her then eased himself towards Julie until he felt the warmth of her arm against his back, then settled in to sleep. Sam’s wife Julie was a few years older than him and had been through a hysterectomy two years before; Sunday night was typically the night she would give in to his advances, often as a good-natured trade for him getting up early with their two teenagers to get them on the bus the following morning. One finger drifted up and between her folds to brush against the hood of her clit as she recalled that Carter had joined her in the shower, scrubbing her neck and back with firm hands, reaching around to lather her small, firm tits and then letting his hands drift down to her stomach and below, checking her handiwork.
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