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Principle: We don’t have a Mr. The girls thrust and grind their asses against one another. The girls share his ridiculous grin. Hendrixson! (Whispering) She’s the youngest. The girls: OOOH! Amelia: Hey! …
Mr. His cock deflates slightly, and Mia takes advantage. Amy: Yeah! Olivia sits on his chest, painfully aware how close she is to his manhood. Amelia gets close but waits for the real deal. Hendrixson fears Olivia might leak his own cum onto his face. Closer, I want you touching. The girls jump at the chance to touch one another. Let’s start easy, just lift her up and set her back down. Hendrixson: AHHHH!! What about me? Oh god! Olivia: That’s it, Mr. Olivia: Oh god, it’s so thick! Mia: Move! Amelia fixes her skirt as a reflex. …
Mr. Mr. His sensitive cock leads to an intense orgasm, and his sore and drained balls give one last hurrah.
