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"At this point, he milfhunters's about
as far away from a virgin as you can get," he laughed, "but damn few slaves
can pump out a nice big load six times in a hour for our breakfast special. Did you have the 'Rio Eggs Esclavo' this morning, sir?" "Yes, and that black boy sauced it for me," I chuckled back, "even
though my friend had him in his bed all last night so I doubt if the slave
got much rest."
"Men or
women owners, boy?" "Are you fully trained, boy?" "Are you experienced as
a bed buck, boy?"
"I can't do this," she protested. "Besides, I'm in the middle of
my period," she stated matter of factly. "That's OK," he said,
reassuringly milfhunters, "We don't have to do anything you don't want to do.
The woman lay supine, relaxed, and he couldn't resist kissing down that
appealing body, tasting her satin, flawless skin and breathing in the
perfume of her silvery flesh. Before Eddie realized it, he was nuzzling
into the outer perimeter of her pubic hair, and wondered if he dared go
down on his aunt before fucking her. He knew a real, ravenous hunger milfhunters
for the flavors of that beautiful cunt and wanted very much to delve
between the hot pussy lips with his active tongue, to feel her crotch
grind tenderly against his mouth as he teased her clitoris into a
vibrant ecstasy.
"Not that
anybody really could, but let's say a temporary replacement. I know how
much fun it is for you to take other pricks besides mine, and I'll
always dig putting it to some strange pussy. So I thought maybe we
could get one of your friends over and work on her - or him.
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