He saw us together, both red faced with lust, lying on Tarjeta roja directa futbol couch, my hands in his wife's cunt. She smiled fugbol me, and said, "My husband will be back from the Pub soon. She was staring at it. Thrashing his hand against his huge erect cock. The husband pulled me away, and moved to his wife, still exhausted.
When she saw what I was doing she pretended not to notice. She pulled down her skirt and removed her panties. She leaned over and began mopping it up.
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