It was bliss having Joe Blow dnahis cunt plunger rammed inside me again stuffing my moose knuckle with my fist just didn't get my tuna canal surging like it used to. Hours of pounding like this would leave any girl's fishy flaps looking like a clown's pocket, and I was no different! I can't wait to consume the cock snot from his nelson's column. Some girls are happy just to flick the bean when they're alone, but I can't get off without having a barbie doll in my fuck trench and my fist up my chocolate starfish. By now, my meat purse was oozing like a george foreman grill.