Naked, on her back with her legs spread, Lola moaned prettily and scrubbed her super-inflated tits against Big Bill's barrel chest.

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Everything jiggled as Lola, naked in high heels, reamed her long and hard with quick brutal thrusts of her hips.

"Tell me you love me, Bambi." Since disobedience had serious consequences, Bambi gritted her teeth and obliged.

Smart, savvy, well educated, her dynamite five foot six form, great legs combined with a 38D bra size, made her formidable competition. You don't mind if Melissa gets on her back on the floor between your legs, do you?

For those who could lift their eyes from her celestial cleavage (definitely Star quality! My little girl just loves cunt juice and I think she's down a quart." Frank loved putting an ambitious fuckslut through her paces.

Mommy had died of cancer a while back, but her other perverted parent lived on.

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