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My sister never had any boyfriends which was quite surprising really you know because she had a nice pair of knockers and a very cute little **** on her but never once a gentleman caller came knock knock knock on her friendless portal. So I asked her what was the ******* score that no butch lads wanted to part her bush and whyfore was she not barking for it in a vague manner of ******* speaking and she told me to glue my keen peepers on her keyhole the next night to find out. Thus I knelt down before her bedroom door my eye glued to the appropriate hole with a full view of her "sleepezee" bed on which she casually lay spread out legs opened like a major T-junction and then her friend appeared to my rapt joy. I gasped in wonder as her lesby love straddled my **** sis and gave her tongue a good chance to lick out her womb entrance causing me to indulge in self-abuse as their eager mutual *********** gave way to some red hot ***** action. (I hope they didn't hear the noisy splats as I squirted my lovejuice onto the doorpost) Good taste, eh?
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Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 7:22 AM UTC
Lesbian Love Through The Keyhole
My sister never had any boyfriends which was quite surprising really you know because she had a nice pair of knockers and a very cute little **** on her but never once a gentleman caller came knock knock knock on her friendless portal. So I asked her what was the ******* score that no butch lads wanted to part her bush and whyfore was she not barking for it in a vague manner of ******* speaking and she told me to glue my keen peepers on her keyhole the next night to find out. Thus I knelt down before her bedroom door my eye glued to the appropriate hole with a full view of her "sleepezee" bed on which she casually lay spread out legs opened like a major T-junction and then her friend appeared to my rapt joy. I gasped in wonder as her lesby love straddled my **** sis and gave her tongue a good chance to lick out her womb entrance causing me to indulge in self-abuse as their eager mutual *********** gave way to some red hot ***** action. (I hope they didn't hear the noisy splats as I squirted my lovejuice onto the doorpost) Good taste, eh?
edna-sweetlove
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Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 7:22 AM UTC
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