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What Day Am I Talking About?
26-05-2022, 11:58 | Автор: AgnesMarina | Категория: Книги
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What Day Am I Talking About?
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Jack reached over and rubbed his wife's bum making her wince. She reached back and rubbed her bum through her nightie. He reached up and flicked the Santa Claus which hung from his rear view mirror. Peeking at Mr Simpson shyly she slowly dropped her hands, bringing in her upper arms and shoulders together, making her mammaries bulge out obscenely as they popped into view. With shaking hands she loosened the last button at the waist and with a shuck of her shoulders drew the black dress down to her waist revealing a most impressive bosum stuffed into a straining black bra. Jack grasped both ends and pulled it tight between his hands making it snap. Jack smiled at her, a smile in his eyes filled with a mixture of awe and pride at his now fully naked wife who stood awkwardly her hands fidgeting not knowing what to reveal or hide.



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