“I’m sure he’s admiring the view, but how do I get him inside?” Lana thinks, bending over as she opens the wrong drawer. “…Heh, seems you found it.” Mark states, glancing over his shoulder and staring down at the promiscuous spinner. Rock hard nipples stand at attention, signaling an explosion’s about to occur. “Would you mind helping me look?” Lana asks, testing the brewing waters. Eventually, she arrives at his flank, pausing momentarily as her eyes pan on his silver curly hair. “Sure, Mr.Hemsworth. “Ah, much better. After all, Lana’s undoubtedly a delicious reward. Pre-cum oozes from her snatch, coating her pussy lips and causing her vulva to glisten. “Would you mind helping me look?” Lana asks, testing the brewing waters. Nngh!” The minx groans, enjoying how the dominant’s testicles slap against her vagina. “I’m usually pretty quick when it comes to hide and seek.” She teases, playing with her food a bit more. There’s no time for reconsideration. I remember when you and Maddison played that silly game all day.
