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Russian students fuck sure… He immediately heard grunts and moans… standing between Lindsey’s spread legs, and roughly hammering a very big cock in and out of her dripping pussy with abandon… As he watched his wife getting ready to go to yet another event at one of her favorite Mission District art galleries, he got a wild hair, and said, “Hey, Lin… aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh… but held onto his shaft with one hand. but I gotta go.”

Still standing behind the stacked boxes, Roger unconsciously reached between his legs, and rubbed the raging hard-on that was pushing uncomfortably against the front of his slacks. while sucking the head of his cock even harder, and using her tongue to stimulate the bulbous tip. yeah… my God, that was incredible.”

Lindsey grinned over at her husband… She looked at herself in the full-length mirror in the closet, and smiled… jolting her body with his powerful thrusts… After slipping into a pair of sexy heels, she joined her husband in the foyer… then went back into the gallery to see if he could find his wife, and maybe figure out what was taking so long. He grabbed the back of Lindsey’s head, and pulled her over toward his crotch… A year later, they got married in Napa Valley… With a massive thrust, he slammed his stiff boner into Lindsey’s snatch as far as it would go… When he finally let her up, Lindsey lifted her head from his lap… hmmmmmm..”

Roger couldn’t believe that he’d just watched his wife getting fucked by an artist… gasping for air, and trying desperately to catch her breath.