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"What? God, Shane, be serious once in a while." Paula shook her head.
"No, seriously. If it's okay with Sarah I'll fuck you right now. Come on. Why not?" Shane was getting into the idea now. He looked at Sarah , and found that her nipples were erect and sticking out through her thin shirt. She just nodded her head.
"You wouldn't want me, Shane," Paula said, staring embarrassed at the floor. "Now I will leave you to your mutual entertainment."
Her words were cut off as Shane pushed her down into the couch cushion and hotly kissed her. He quickly rubbed his bare knee against her jeans-covered black pussy pics mound.
The hot friction against her already swollen clit and cunt lips made her moan out loud. The last coherent part of her mind tried to pull away, but he held her down as he savagely squeezed her tit. He was annoyed at the multiple layers of fabric covering her body and jerked her upright. Her sweater was quickly pulled back off and crumpled onto the floor. Next was the ridiculously expensive tank top with the tiny leopard print straps. Underneath was a plain white satin bra, and anyone who knew Paula wouldn't have been surprised by her choice of lingerie. He pulled it roughly off, the hooks leaving burning scratches on her shoulders. |
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