Wife Sucking Me Begs For Anal Sex

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“So why are you wearing them, Lilly?”
“I feel naked without them, sir.”
“That’s how I want you to feel.”
“But sir, Pete—“ I stopped abruptly. Sex vedio I knocked politely on the heavy wooden doors before entering. Just then I yelped as Travis boldly rammed his wet thumb into my asshole. I could feel his hot breath on me while he cupped my ass cheeks with his palms and used his thumbs to spread open my pussy lips, opening my pink flesh to his sight. I threw my purse down and sat trembling in my chair for a brief moment. Travis mumbled a thank you as he took it, and I turned to face Mr. Travis practically ran across the room, his long strides eating up the carpet. We were at my floor. “The Sprite is for my son, Travis,” he said, motioning to the boy on the couch without looking up from his desk. “What about that?” he asked. “Have you ever touched a pussy, Travis?” Mr. “Sir?” I asked, glancing from the young man on the couch to his stone-faced father. It was warmer in the elevator than the hall, but as was so often the case, the brush of the silk blouse over my otherwise bare breasts kept my nipples rigid. A few followed onto my floor but I ignored them as I strode quickly past the reception desk and into the relative quiet

Wife Sucking Me Begs For Anal Sex

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