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. George sat slouched on the sofa, his robe open and his prick reaching almost to his chest. §§§
They sat across from George in a row from left to right, Maggie and their three girls – teenaged and too-true, triplets – his bevy of beauties, his life’s share of ladies; his twin sister and their daughters, their bare legs all, crossed right-over-left, his females grinning at him, especially Maggie, and he was fervently grateful to God to be the felled prey in this catfight among his women
. . just fuck me! Don't worry about it dear
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. George sat slouched on the sofa, his robe open and his prick reaching almost to his chest. §§§
They sat across from George in a row from left to right, Maggie and their three girls – teenaged and too-true, triplets – his bevy of beauties, his life’s share of ladies; his twin sister and their daughters, their bare legs all, crossed right-over-left, his females grinning at him, especially Maggie, and he was fervently grateful to God to be the felled prey in this catfight among his women
. . just fuck me! Don't worry about it dear
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. George sat slouched on the sofa, his robe open and his prick reaching almost to his chest. §§§
They sat across from George in a row from left to right, Maggie and their three girls – teenaged and too-true, triplets – his bevy of beauties, his life’s share of ladies; his twin sister and their daughters, their bare legs all, crossed right-over-left, his females grinning at him, especially Maggie, and he was fervently grateful to God to be the felled prey in this catfight among his women
. . just fuck me! Don't worry about it dear
MILF Fisting