“Don’t you worry yourself about it, Braun,” George admonished, “because if it’s any close friend of mine, whoever it is can damned well afford to pay for a few lousy extra minutes of telephone service, long distance or not.” When Braun failed to offer the inane reply that he usually uttered after any remark that George made in his presence, the big-limbed wealthy man turned slightly to glance at his feeble-minded employee and saw that the bald servant was examining Nadalee’s scantily-clad form, his nostrils quivering as his deep-set eyes hungrily scanned the girl’s soft curvaceous limbs.
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The woman paused in her sucking as she felt the prick in her mouth begin to jerk wildly. She moaned loudly from around his prick as her own orgasm washed over her writhing body, then she felt her mouth filled with his warm, thick cum. She swallowed as her mouth was filled to overflowing and her legs quivered stiffly as the doctor’s fingers dug into the soft, wet flesh of her cunt.
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“You’re very sexy, Tanya. But I don’t really know if you’ve got the right feeling.” “Lots of sexual energy, you mean,” I said, closing my eyes and breathing heavily. “That’s right.” Phil got closer to me; I could feel his hand sliding down to my bare ass as his other arm curved around me. “I guess you’ll have to find out, then,” I said, turning gradually. I stopped when I could see his face; he looked really gorgeous in the dim light. I stayed turned so that my ass was toward him. “I’ll just have to show you what kind of energy I have.”
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She was so needed, so wanted and appreciated; his need made her more of a woman, made her more giving and adoring. She stroked his hair and sighed as his finger eased carefully into the dampened lips of her pussy. A strange probing, this, a different kind of feeling about, pushing so delicately and lovingly into the liquid warmth that now was her receptive vagina.
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Panting hotly, Donna shoved her son’s hand off his cock. For a long moment she stared at the way his prick bulged up. Then, with a soft cry, she began fumbling at his pants, her fingers feverish and shaking. Billy shivered as he saw what his mother was doing, but there was no way he could pull back, try to stop her. Like her, he was frozen with desire.
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