Priscilla Marsden-Smith. Rose put on a happy face to mask her true feelings as she watched her beloved friend speak the vows that made her the wife of...a somewhat unimpressive man.Rose did not like nor respect Sir Hamilton. He was a man of middling height but with a rotund figure that not even the expensive swallowtail suit could disguise. He also had a way of not looking into people's eyes but rather speak to them with his eyes downcast. For her life, Rose could not understand what Priscilla. She let out a cry of disappointment and grabbed my dick to insert it into her again, but then paused. “Would you eat me out again like you did last night?” she asked, breathlessly.“I’d love to, Sweetcheeks,” I said. She crawled up my body on her knees, leaving a trail of her moisture on my stomach and chest. When she was positioned over my face, I could see her sopping wet pussy. It looked delicious. Her labia were very full and pink, her clit was fully erect and poking out from its hood,. More

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