TWO SHAFTS IN A CORE AND A CONFESSION

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Third Person Pov "Anything you both want," she gasped, voice shaky and all shades of desperate. "I just wanna get fucked." Donna laid on the floor, legs spread, basically shameless, t**s rising and falling while she played with her fat soaked c**t. Her juices leaked uncontrollably, as she pinched the hell of the bud. Every nerve screamed for a nasty, hard c**k that would wreck her married core. "s**t!! You want d**k that much!" Taylor groaned. He didn't waste any more time, he scooped her up like she weighed nothing, bridal style. Her naked ass hung the air, slick dripping into her ass crack. Donna's big tities bounced as he carried her into the dining room. Horace followed behind them, a smile etched on his face, big horse d**k swinging between his tree trunk thighs. Taylor laid o

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