She shrieked and pumped her hips frantically, her tight grip on my now rapidly thinning hair the only bulwark to being thrown free. The blond princess moved closer, and I grasped her soft pale hands, placing one on the fully breast of the brunette and the other on the little nub peeking through the bush between those long succulent legs. xxx “You see those three buttons on the bottom? The unmistakable grimace spoke of her agony even though my shaft was barely halfway engulfed. We cleaned up the boat and then the fish, and sat back to watch Mom and daughter working in almost perfect harmony to batter fry and serve up a delicious meal. The cup and saucer tumbled from her fingers and her exposed skin turn such a brilliant vermillion red that could have frozen traffic in New York during rush hour.
