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“I saw you. You Fucking Hard were on the sofa and you were...you were fucking that boy!” “Oh that? Don’t worry about it.” “How could I not worry about it? Sodomy is against our vows as well as your doctrine.” “Sodomy?” Fontane laughed. “Wasn’t no sodomy.” “Everett, you were spooning him and fucking him from behind. What else would you call it?” “Yeah, I was spooning him and I was fucking him from behind, but I wasn’t sodomizing him.” “How is that NOT sodomy!” “Cuz it’s intercrural.” “Inter-what?” roughsex “You still don’t tinytits know what you don’t know. Even that Kaski boy knows. Hell, it was his idea. Backs himself into me, spoons us up, then I fuck him between his thighs.” “You...You fucked him---what?” “Yup. Creamed all over teen them soft thighs. Ahhhh, so good! Like fuckin’ a woman. But, my dear Hardcore Simon, it wasn’t sex. And time to apologize to her for the previous night’s adventures of the sexy kind. Each strike sent shocks of pain through Ian’s body. All you have to do, Bound One, is take off your clothes.” It wasn’t a dream, as his eyes opened she was there, “I spoke with Ursula, it will be Ok, but now tinytits I want you in me.” More splattered her face, some getting into her mouth as she screamed and gasped for breath, carrying such a potent flavor that it made Fucking Hard her gag and sputter with disgust. “OK,” Samantha grinned. "Not right now, but never say never," she said before she blew roughsex me a kiss and disappeared out into the hallway. "Oh thank you so much, my boss gets so mad when Hardcore I miss important emails at the weekend." He wasted no time getting back to caressing it then I felt what must have been two fingers in me. I squeezed harder, bending gown to suck her nipples. “Hey, s’your foot actually on the gas, Rebecca? I turn my head and give him a quick teen peck on the mouth. We had our own fun on the way home. "What for?" she asked, seeming genuinely interested. “This feels ridiculously easy,” I replied. “Delicious,” she growled and then thrust her tongue deep in me. She has the controller.