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Beetlesmith s Ch 13
I was hard again, and Barb was clutching wildly at the bed sheets. Karen had her face firmly planted in the younger one’s bush. Her hands gripped hard into Barb’s ass, leaving deep indentations in her flesh. Karen’s loud, sucking kisses and licks sounded like wet slaps of a sponge against a tub full of water, but they were almost drowned out by Barb’s throaty moans. Barb lewdly jacked up her ass ever higher into the air, I suspect in response to Karen’s rough nibbling to her clitoris. A large,...