Filthy Flicks – Naughty Encounters With Young Escort Black Angel

Andrew, please come get me, “I’m having a nervous breakdown.”
Andrew arrives in his BMW and picks up Beth. This, she thought, would even things and make her love her hubby again, she did the math, she did the accounting. Her breasts were medium sized but they sagged so much they seemed bigger than they really were. Finally his balls slapping full throttle on her ass, she screamed as her saggy breasts smacked her shoulders. This was the aspirin to her dilemma. She lifted him up and put a leg on his shoulder. Her long skirt dangling over them to her ankles where the ends met some flat black shoes with a buckle. He hoped she would lick the g-spot between his rectum and scrotum and this she read on his face, so she did, as he squirmed in delight. The first was a gallon, the second just a cup, and the third but a few drops.