Tanya whimpered once, seeming to protest his withdrawal as she clamped down again in another orgasm. I don’t care if I can’t fly. Xxx Where did that come from?”
“Old Tarzan movie,” Frank replied, looking around for an outlet. She let loose a wail to match the sound of the drill as Frank shoved the twirling drill bit up through the bottom of her breast. Her girl-cum flooded out and down his balls, flowing down both their legs. “But I am worried about that electrical thing that happened,” Tanya added, sitting down and gazing at Frank more seriously, now. Frank’s cock slipped up inside Tanya’s sopping pussy as he pressed the drill gun forward. I’m not sure you would want me to do that to you.”
“You’re worried about a lot of ‘ifs’, Honey,” Frank said, trying to comfort her.
