Just as Jessica’s Dad raised his voice to tell her to get in the house, Jodie’s front door came open across the road with her irate mother stood in the doorway. Xxx “I’d better be getting back to the party, young lady.” Paul lent in to say. He could see her Dad would have trouble on his hands when she’s older. Jessica’s palm had landed on Paul’s hard shaft, her fingers perfectly cupping the throbbing head, in her drunken haze it took a moment to realise that she was gently squeezing the head of his cock, at the same time realising the pressure she felt on her small chest was actually Paul’s hand cupping her almost naked breast from when he’d caught her. Read 37974 times |
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