>>1952174It was hard not to make a sound, this was a fascist feminine women who knew how to work a rod. I nearly busted when she looked up and maintained STRONG eye contact, but alas I was able to resist for I knew what booty awaited my long shaft if I could prove me ability to hold out. And I was not left unrewarded. She started with her top, having a small bust she was not wearing a bra to begin with, her nipples pink and shaped by the gods were hard as diamonds, which in turn made me hard like diamonds.
She put my hand on each ans kissed my neck whispering "I am all yours, styxie boy"
I could not hold out anymore. Ripped her pants off faster then you can say "Sigmund-Freud-Fuck-Me-Sideways!"
lifted her off her feet and begin to mount her on my new pulsating love stick. The tightness. My fucking lord allmight friends, the tightness of that sweet white aryan kitty. I was actually concerned... concerned I would not be able to get it in past my tip. But she made that no issue, pushing off the low hanging cieling she forced her way down, I could feel the warms wet walls grab onto me as if to say "Were making this place better, and nothing will be left behind" I beging thrusting... thrusting... thrusting.
At this point, I noticed stefan moving a bit, heard him slepe mumble "THE FREE MARKET somthing something single moms..."
Rage did not care, at this point her heavy breathing was turning into moans, her arms rapped around me legs dangling each thrust looking at me. I knew it was time to finish. "For freedom!" I yelled, I release.
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