Boston stroked Ethan’s arse under the tutu. Ethan closed his eyes and smiled. He smoothed his hands over Boston’s lycra chest. ‘Oh Boston? Would...you like to know what I think about when I’m alone?’ ‘Nice thoughts, I hope,’ said Boston. Ethan looked down and smiled. ‘If I tell you, you won’t think I’m weird will you?’ ‘We’re lying in our leotards together, while the wife is working,’ said Boston. ‘You can have any thought about me you like.’ Ethan smiled and whispered something to Boston. ‘Wow,. " I slow down, and don't go as deep. This is exactly what she needed and she starts moving her hips in unison with mine. I ask her if she wants me to stop and she tells me she wants me to keep fucking that pussy until she comes at least one more time. I hear some grunting off to the side, slightly behind me, and I look to see her husband standing, cum dripping off his hand, and off the head of his dick that's already shrinking after having blown his load. Within a few seconds his dick looks. More

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