“His birthday is coming up, too.”“I didn’t exactly get it cheap, and my dad has been looking for one for a while,” I said. I honestly needed the brownie points, because he was mad I’d missed a softball game that they ended up losing.She offered me a crooked smile. “What’s the I don’t want to sell it price?”“I really don’t want to sell it.”“Oh, come on. Everybody has their price.”I thought for a moment, and tossed her a price I was sure she’d refuse. It was easily double what it was worth, and more than double what I’d paid for it. “Hundred bucks.”“That’s a little steep,” she said.“Well, like I said, I don’t want to sell it.”She pursed her lips for a moment. “Hmm ... What about sixty?”I shook my head. “Sorry, that’s barely more than I paid for it. Honestly, I don’t know that I’d take the hundred. I really need to get home.”She reached out and grabbed my arm. “Wait.” Her voice then quieted, and she asked, “What about sixty and I’ll show you my boobs?”That caught me off-guard. “Are you. Her cries were passionate it seemed, rather thanpained. He spanked her bottom twice stinging her and put his hands on hiships. The hot feminine creature arched her back and met his cock to theballs in a smooth dance of needy response and want. He allowed her toride him for a minute or so until he grabbed her hips and began fuckingher frenetically.The room was filled with high pitch wails as her head shook from side toside in frenzied response to her invader. He was wailing on her insidesin rapid pump strokes that spanked her bottom filling the room with theloud and raw sounds of flesh meeting flesh. He was completely filled herinsides with his thick nine inch missile and she seemed to be losing hermind. She wailed in high pitched yeas after each powerful hard stroke metits mark. Incredibly her hard throbbing cock rocked back and forth like ahighly coiled spring in the maddening blur and fury of her completesubmission to him.The side view of this fuck scene was spectacular. The narrow.
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