BANGBROS – Lela Star’s Hottest Sex Scenes Compilation

A stereo set up near the grave played a heartwrenching female folk band rendition of “Too-ra Loo-ra”, a song that Karen’s maternal grandfather apparently used to lull her off to sleep with when she was very young. “Oh god, Paul. Txxx I miss her so much!” she cried. He was, by nature, a kind guy and even though he was clearly reluctant at first, he had shown her a great deal of tenderness during their brief affair. It’s been eating me up alive what we were doing while Karen was out there sick. Nobody knew about the baby, nobody knew what she was going through. “Shit!” Paul cringed in sheer disbelief, gesturing at her with his hands to “please shut up.” Gazing at him with misty, doe-like eyes, she grudgingly obliged – for the moment. The risk of her flying off the handle and airing their dirty little secret, instead of talking her issues out with him in private clearly had him worried. Marcy, like most of the out-of-towners, had been given a ride to the funeral from their motel by locals. Instead of comforting Karen when she was at her worst, Marcy was elsewhere finding diversion in some casual sex. The very sight of him made her squirm. On top of everything else going on right now, this realization was the last thing she needed. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.