“Do you want me to shave,” she mumbled as she talked around his dick. Chuck sank his cock fully into her in one stroke, and Brenda grunted approvingly as he bottomed out. XXX A young man with broad shoulders that paid evidence that he worked out and lifted free weights appeared in the door between the kitchen and the mancave. Everyone admitted that it was more political than culinary, and each person voted for the chili made by either their direct supervisor or someone higher to make them feel good. He felt sorry that he had ever placed Brenda or himself in that position. The spices were blended, meat browned and vegetables added to each of their recipes and the pots were set to simmer.
