The next room was obviously the master bedroom, and it was surprisingly vacant. The friction of the cloth on her clit was unbelievable, and when he slipped a gloved hand beneath the elastic and none-too-gently shoved a finger in her damp opening Stacy bucked against him, moaning unintelligibly. xnx I think you need to be punished – severely.”
He walked toward the door but turned back when he heard Stacy sniffle. Stacy giggled helplessly when she saw it. “Well, he’s dressed as “The Joker”.” She looked around the room and pointed. She mistakenly talked to two other “Jokers” before she found him. The ride was hard and fast, and like nothing she had ever felt with Greg before.
