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He sat down to hide his erection, but kept talking with me. he mentioned that his wife would be home soon, but that we should have lunch and catch up....I agreed and gave him my number. His wife came home and joined us outside, seeing his hard cock making a bulge in his pants, she smiled at me. I stayed for a while and then left. Later that night he called me and set up a lunch date.He wanted a fancy lunch, but I told him that I would prefer a small cafe. He agreed and met me there, I was in skin. He roared at the feeling. It was so soft. Her now wet tits felt like a dream. Everything so surreal.The way she stared at him, a longing in her suducing eyes. She placed her mouth over the foot long dick sucking while going up and down, squeezing her tits together. She then stood up. She pulled down her suits pants. Her body was so shapley. She wore no undergarments of anykind. She rubbed her surprizingly soaking pussy. Her clit was swollen as her privates ached. She laid on her back."Stick it. More

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