She your girl?” At this question Paul boomed out a laugh and took a swig of beer. She was facing away from him, her neck kissed and biten, her pussy rubbed. XXX “Hun, what’s goin-” She was cut off by his hand around her mouth and throat. “I think it’s my turn with that little slu-” Paul’s hand was around Tom’s neck in a split second. She leaned in and gave Paul a hug, pressing her natural D-cup breasts against him. She leaned in and gave Paul a hug, pressing her natural D-cup breasts against him. “Does she look like she’s my damn girl?” He said, slamming the beer down on the counter top. Hope you enjoy. Her head was rested against his lap, cheeks stained with tears.
