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Who's The Boss? | philboy | 4

 

Her lips parted a little and then she gasped "No".

Mistake.

I pushed my cock into her mouth and jerked her head up with a fistful of hair.

"Hmmph. ungh. ar.." was maybe what she said.

My cock was buried right up to the balls and I held still as she grunted and thrashed around with her tongue. I picked a cigar up off the desk and lit it, drawing in deeply as she moed slowly across the desk in fornt of me. Slowly I withdrew my cock from her mouth, hearing her gasp for air as it finally emerged.

" Now then. Are you going to shut up and take your ass-ficking like a good little slut, or will I have to use the paddle?"

 

Does she carry on moaning or get a good ass-fucking?


          Hard in the ass.

 
 
 

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