finally I settled my moth on her and she began panting. Grabbing the flimsy material in both hands, I tore her pantyhose one and feasted my eyes on the most perfect form of womanhood I have ever known. a long yess escaped her lips as I took her lips in my moth and then parted them to reveal her center.
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keeping a good woman happy is not being henpecked, it is investing in your future
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