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Amy and Luis
Luis was fucking his wife, Amy, doggy style. Amy was 25 also, a tall, willowy blonde. She was the high school sweetheart of Luis. But she had her problems too. A shallow pussy, a small mouth. And Luis needed a deep throat and to go balls deep sometimes. Luis bet Carrie could do that. Finally, he came, a third of his dick barely touched.
"More gentle next time, mi amor," Amy said. "What's wrong?"
"Oh, just this new case," Luis said. "Whores getting murdered. We shouldn't even bother, they are just trying to get men to cheat. I can't get anybody on the street to cooperate, and no one will go undercover."
"Maybe you need a sexually permissive hottie to put into the streets yourself. But I'm retired!" Amy giggled. Luis laughed, but it wasn't a half-bad idea, really.
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