Corporate Cougar

I swiveled my hips as I stroked my cock. But now I was a mess. XXX Standard protocol. “I need to check if you are wearing stolen goods, Chrissy. Johnson pulled me up and off his lap, but I sank to my knees, crying, spitting the thong out of my mouth, heaving for breath. j…j…just can’t go to jail,” I stammered. But he kept up his thrusts and my only means of survival was to join his rhythm and move in unison with his in and out penetration of my boy pussy. I have pouty lips that are made for lipstick. I want my baby to have pretty breasts.”
“Yes, Daddy, I’d like that, too.”
It was the beginning of a new life with a Daddy now in my life for the first time. Mr. I applied lipstick, puckering my lips, then the eye

Corporate Cougar

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