You've not seen me since my death, and you're filled with equal parts dread, and desire. Fear not, dear one, for I was thinking of you before that fateful tumble--but sadly the wetness between my legs post-mortem was made not of my lust, but of the piss that leaked from my cunt when I died
. You press, and with slight resistance, my corpse allows the finger entry.
Big Tits. After 5 years from my mom's death, he married my step-mom Kate. .
Like earlier, it felt as though we both knew exactly what to do, without any feeling of shame or awkwardness. Still in a stupendous haze from the previous session I shuffled over and plopped next to him on the couch
. When he would get to the top he would suck as if sucking on a straw, creating a suction that gave me a tickling sensation, it made me feel so good and I though I was going to cum, or possibly piss right in his mouth
You've not seen me since my death, and you're filled with equal parts dread, and desire. Fear not, dear one, for I was thinking of you before that fateful tumble--but sadly the wetness between my legs post-mortem was made not of my lust, but of the piss that leaked from my cunt when I died
. You press, and with slight resistance, my corpse allows the finger entry.
Big Tits. After 5 years from my mom's death, he married my step-mom Kate. .
Like earlier, it felt as though we both knew exactly what to do, without any feeling of shame or awkwardness. Still in a stupendous haze from the previous session I shuffled over and plopped next to him on the couch
. When he would get to the top he would suck as if sucking on a straw, creating a suction that gave me a tickling sensation, it made me feel so good and I though I was going to cum, or possibly piss right in his mouth
You've not seen me since my death, and you're filled with equal parts dread, and desire. Fear not, dear one, for I was thinking of you before that fateful tumble--but sadly the wetness between my legs post-mortem was made not of my lust, but of the piss that leaked from my cunt when I died
. You press, and with slight resistance, my corpse allows the finger entry.
Big Tits. After 5 years from my mom's death, he married my step-mom Kate. .
Like earlier, it felt as though we both knew exactly what to do, without any feeling of shame or awkwardness. Still in a stupendous haze from the previous session I shuffled over and plopped next to him on the couch
. When he would get to the top he would suck as if sucking on a straw, creating a suction that gave me a tickling sensation, it made me feel so good and I though I was going to cum, or possibly piss right in his mouth
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