My Husband Can't Stop Cumming When I Fist His Ass
"Yeah. But I like weird things. Can't you tell with how many fingers I beg you to fit in my ass?"
We’d been fucking for a while, covered in sweat and spit and cum, my pussy and asshole oozing thick sex-snot and Rob’s cock and ball-sack still hard and pulsing.
Rob had always been able to fuck for ever, throwing me in different positions and pounding all of my holes until I couldn’t take anymore.
I don’t know if it was the viagra …
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