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I just couldn’t cum, I don’t know what it was, perhaps the journey, perhaps the sight of her arse moving backwards and forwards on my cock – I j...st couldn’t cum, so I slowly reached round, found her clit with my right hand and gently pumbled and squeezed her left tit with my other hand.The clit worked it’s magic but not to my benefit. Don’t get me wrong, I knew whatever feelings she was having that I would get my reward later (not in heaven) and boy did she cum.She tensed up, came up onto her. “Paulie, you said nothing about a guest! I would have dressed better to receive a friend.” Her body was adorned with sweatpants (no visual panty line) and a baggy satin top. Paulie laughed, “This isn’t a friend.”Huh, really what am I supposed to do with that? Throw me a bone at least… “I am sorry, it is just your husband always boasts at the gym how gorgeous his wife is. How she is twenty years his younger and yet he can satisfy her every need…” that got an evil glance from Paulie. . More

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