Chapter 281 Sex with my Ex's Best Friend
- Closing my hand in a duck-bill shape I slid all of my fingers and thumb into her cunt up to my knuckles. She positioned herself waiting for the onslaught of my fist sliding into her hole. “Yes, yes do it! Please fist me – please! I want it shove it in there!” she pleaded. “Can you take it? Are you a good enough slut?” I asked.
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- Still feeling down about my divorce I decided to go out with the boys to one of our local clubs to watch a band and have a drink.