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Dinner Or Dessert?

Chapter 3 by Ultimatedaywriter Ultimatedaywriter

Long blonde pigtails dangled down Atlanta’s back as she drank from her mother’s breast, moaning and shaking her skirt enough to show a flash of soaked white panties. Her strong legs spread as she shook her rear in pure enjoyment of her mother's special drink. Every hip movement showed another flash, driving Fred crazy.

He was hard before set to burst, and after Atlanta’s display, he couldn’t help himself. The player approached the girl, moaning, and caught the eyes of Pacifica. The woman’s eyes were half-lidded while she bit her lip, moaning the entire time. The smell of Atlanta’s dripping pussy was almost as irresistible as her mother’s. Dinner should come before dessert, but with a sexy rear shaking in front of him, he was having trouble resisting.

What should he do, have his dinner or go for dessert?

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