#46604 - “Who do you want?” she asked, louder this time, as my rod fired in and out of her like a piston. But then I had a mental image of those major mountains of soft flesh, and how sensational they must look without a shirt covering them. She was the demonic soon-to-be ex-wife of my buddy Tommy, and I supported his decision to get the hell out of there wholeheartedly.
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