I was lying spread-eagled on the couch, one leg on the floor, another on the back of the couch, pussy wide open and the remote to the home theatre going in and out of my open pussy. My eyes were closed; I was in another world, remembering a fuck...
Bisola is fuming! Ever since her lunch with Lola, she’s been pacing the floor and trying to figure out how her brother could betray her like this. The insincere bastard was sucking and fucking his wife into oblivion, while Bisola was gritting...
