Some said the house was haunted, and some believed it. But instead of rattling chains and screams of torture, the old house echoed the sighs and moans...and wet, liquid sounds of fucking. It was in the old house that Denise enjoyed her favorite past-time--fucking.She would go with a boy to an upstairs bedroom where they found an old mattress. The walls were covered with lewd writings and crudely drawn pictures of cocks and cunts. The messages were graphic and to the point. Denise, herself, had. ” he commanded. Slowly, my hips started to sway as I worked down the front of my blouse, and as I find unbuttoning it I spun away from him and let the top slip off my shoulders and fall to the floor. Turning back to him, I reached up between me shoulder blades and unhooked me bra, letting my breasts bounce free as the bra joined my blouse on the floor. Me nipples were erect and stood at attention is the centre of my tits.Mr. Pradhan felt his cock harden even further me as he surveyed the young. More

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