..Le fameux jour J, j'étais chez des potos, ambiances de mecs quoi, Bdos party, console et alcool... Rien de bien constructif mais NSM on décompress...e. Mon phone vibre. 1 MMS de la Belle, Une chambre d'hotel a Rosny sous bois et un numéro de porte... Je suis tout excité, mon poto me parle mais j'en ai rien a péter, elle est là à Paname!!Elle m'appelle pour être sûre que l'info est bien réceptionnée. Je suis CONTENT et très excité. Elle tient a me garder en ligne jusqu'à ce que j'arrive.... He supported his daughter's weight as she slipped down, as she impaled herself on his cock.Susie clung to her Dad, her arms around his neck, her legs wrapped around him, her breasts pressed to his chest as her tongue thrust into his mouth. Ian held her easily, his hands under her ass, his finger probing gently as he thrust his cock upwards into her warm, wet pussy. Their moans of desire melted into each other mouths as Susie's weight forced her Dad's cock deeper into her wanton body."Fuck me,". So I will not abandon this bouquet." Pardieu," returned Franz, laughing, "in token of your ingratitude." The jest, however, soon appeared to become earnest; for when Albert and Franz again encountered the carriage with the contadini, the one who had thrown the violets to Albert, clapped her hands when she beheld them in his button-hole. "Bravo, bravo," said Franz; "things go wonderfully. Shall I leave you? Perhaps you would prefer being alone?" No," replied he; "I will not be caught like a fool. " Maxie are you ok? You are getting very red in the neck and face." Yeah I'm ok ... thanks Helen ... I've got to go to the horse ... finish chores..." He stammeredMax rose too quickly and his erection was practically shoved in Helen's face. Helen giggled and said "is this what you're worried about? Let me help you."With that, Helen unzipped his pants and freed his erection from its confines. She then proceeded to give him a hand job. As she lovingly stroked his member, Max could only stare in.