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  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Straight Male / 37

    It all started with a phone call to a chat line. I had never cheated on my wife before. We have been married 15 yrs out of college and have been so busy raising our 3 kids that life had just been passing by. We have sex at least twice a week but I had always wondered what being in bed with another woman was like. Coming from a very conservative background my only other time I had even came close to fucking someone else was in high school but with the fear of pregnancy scared me so it didn't happen. Now here I was talking to a divorced woman 29 mother of three I will call Andrea. Unlike many I have talked to Andrea only lived 24 miles away. She was as horny as I was and invited me over the next day after her kids went to school. I work for myself and my wife is a school teacher so I'm free most days. I told her I would. The next day couldn't come fast enough. I married a very beautiful girl with long blonde hair cute eyes and not so good in bed. So it wasn't looks I wanted, I wanted someone who knew how to use there pussy to please her man. When I arrived she open the door and found yes another blonde with blue eyes but she was short somewhat heavy and not so pretty but had a BIG smile as I walked in. As we talked a little I sat on her couch and she just came up and sat on my legs looking at me as we started to kiss. It was like WOW totally different than my wife and her perfume caught me as I started to kiss her neck. She moaned a little and was soon lifting her shirt and bra so I could suck her nipples. They were very beautiful and they loved my attention. She stood up and lead me to her bedroom where I say a queen size waterbed. We took off the rest of our clothes and as she laid down I saw my first shaved pussy in my life. I got down and started licking her pussy and tasting her as she moaned calling me her man. Than we switched and she sucked my dick like my wife never did, all I can say is it was WOW. Than she came up sitting on my dick and asked if I wanted her and I said YES!!! As she put me in she said this was her dick now and wow it felt so tight and good. We fucked and slept and fucked that day. We fucked many times over the next few month's than Andrea found a boyfriend and we called it quits. My wife never found out and I hope someday I will find another Andrea somewhere

    #40279 — Comments (0) — May 22, 2018 at 1:05 PM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — Sex Confessions —
    Straight Female / 35

    I have a brother that is eight years younger than me and is autistic. He is non-verbal and almost unnaturally strong.
    Just after I was married, he came to visit so my parents could take a vacation alone for the first time in decades.
    One evening, while my husband was at work late, I was taking a shower when my brother came into the bathroom and started watching me. I didn't notice him until I started to get out of the shower.
    He grabbed me suddenly and forced me to bend over the sink and r**ed me.
    When he was done, he started crying and all I could think to do was hold him and comfort him.
    He is so strong that I don't want him to do that to anyone else, so when he wants, I let him fuck me. I don't want him to impregnate me so i either give him oral or if that's not enough. He sodomizes me.
    I've been allowing my younger brother to fuck me for several years just to make sure he doesn't endanger anyone else.

    #40282 — Comments (4) — May 22, 2018 at 6:10 PM — That's Juicy! (13) Remove This.
  • — Sex Confessions —
    Straight Female / 18

    My confession is kind of lame, but I'm addicted to masturbation. It's the about the only thing in my life I find fun to do. School is boring, my family is boring and I don't have many friends. So, I masturbate. ALL. THE. TIME. I will masturbate in bed before I get up and get dressed for school. I will day dream about masturbating when I'm in class, thinking about what I will do and what porn I want to watch when I get home. If I can't make it thru the school day, I will nip into the school bathroom and rub out a quickie there. When I get home, and if I don't have any chores or after-school activity, I will lock my bedroom door, take off my clothes, open up mp my computer, find some favorite porn and will masturbate, sometimes for hours. Once on a Saturday, when I was home alone, I masturbated for 4 hours straight. I fell asleep, naked, with my hand between my legs. I woke up just as my parents came home.

    I usually just rub myself with my fingers. But I also like variety, so I will use my hairbrush handle to fuck myself and I have a homemade dildo I use in my ass. I like to watch all kinds of porn, but mostly enjoy watching how other females masturbate, the more unusual, the better.

    Sometimes I try to skip a day or two without any masturbation. But it's hard. Like I said, I will do it many times a day -- usually 5-6 times -- and I cum so many times, I always lose count. I get such a nice high off of masturbating. I feel a little guilty when I cum, and think that's enough. But 20 minutes later, I'm already beginning to think about starting again, so I can feel my heart start to race and get that nice feeling in my clit and pussy and ass. That's why I say I'm addicted to it.

    #40280 — Comments (5) — May 22, 2018 at 1:47 PM — That's Juicy! (13) Remove This.
  • — Gay Stories —
    Straight Male / 46

    Last weekend I was out walking our dogs on my own. My wife had a bad headache, so instead of just walking the dogs close to home, I drove over to a place I grew up and walked all around the countryside there. Whilst walking the dogs, I almost stumbled across two young men having gay sex. They couldn't have cared less that I'd seen them fucking, and even beckoned me over.

    My background is straight, my sexuality is straight and all my adult sexual life I've only ever been interested in females and pussy. So why then when I was offered a young seventeen year old's arsehole to fuck, did I bury my rock hard cock up his very willing hole, after both boys had took turns to suck on my dick.

    I did on their insistence wear a condom, but nevertheless still slid my achingly hard cock up the youngest's shitbox, and fucked him like I'd been screwing guys all my life. Even the dogs, which were tied to a tree, began to get a little excited as my orgasm grew. I let my load go and shouted out my joy of cumming up his arse, as his friend tossed himself off in front of him, and came all over his face.

    Within minutes I was on my way, minus a cum load and the very real thoughts of wanting to do it all over again.
    I have both of their mobile numbers and have told them when I'm next free to visit my old area. That day is tomorrow. I'll, if I go, let you know how, when and what if anything we got up to.

    Man it was so fucking amazing fucking a young guys arsehole.

    #40261 — Comments (0) — May 21, 2018 at 1:44 PM — That's Juicy! (9) Remove This.
  • — Sex Confessions —
    Straight Female / 27

    My mother and I love having a coffee chat once in a while where we both "let it all hang out." One morning
    I confessed to her that, years ago, I had sex with Ron, the next door neighbor who was a very good looking, ripped young man in his mid-20's. He resembled the young porn star, Peter North, and was hung like him, Mom laughed and said, "keep sitting for a minute." Puzzled, I listened and she said, "He also nailed me and your sister and aunt, even your granny. He dipped his big cock into every woman in our family, from what I understand.

    D umbfounded, I did not know how to respond. I finally said, "Well, he did not spill as much sperm as Peter North always did, anyway." Duh!

    #40269 — Comments (2) — May 21, 2018 at 7:36 PM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove This.
  • — Sex Confessions —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 35

    I was a shy, straight and somewhat petite little white girl in an abusive relationship with a man about 5 years ago. I moved to a new job site and started working with a super tall and extremely busty dominant black woman my age. She is the mother hen type so when I told her of the abuse she went into full protective mode and invited me to come live with her rent free to get away from my ex. I quickly agreed. I had never felt so protected and cared for before in my life. She quickly became my best friend and a person I greatly respected and looked up to. Even idolized as someone i wish I were. I wanted to please her any way I could. Non sexually I mean as I was straight and I had no clue as to what was to come.

    As I mentioned, my gf has really large boobs. So large, I had never seen any that big before. And at 6 feet tall she was a very intimidating presence to both men and women. Men and women stared at her boobs all the time and she was not bothered by it but used it to her advantage to get what she wanted. I caught myself staring at them as well. Then quickly turning away and blushing as she caught me doing it yet again. It wasn't like I was turned on by them. That would come later. It was I couldn't help myself not noticing them.

    One day, she caught me staring one time to often and started to use that against me. First, she started hugging me all the time and for no reason at all. it didn't matter if others were present or how much I wiggled and squirmed to escape her embrace. I HATED these hugs on so many levels. I wasn't gay so I wasn't getting excited by having her boobs smothering. Because of the height difference my head was often crushed into her boobs to the point of suffocation. It was embarrassing when she did it in front of others and because of the abuse I really didn't like being touched at all and this was sort of making me really uncomfortable.

    But she said to me she is a affectionate type of person and I just had better get use to it if I was going to live with her. Also, I put up with it because I wanted to please her the best I could. So I ignored my feelings and how uncomfortable it made me feel and let her hug me. Then a funny thing happened. I started to look forward and actually enjoy the hugging. It had been years since any one touched me in an affectionate way and my body started to unwillingly on my part, respond to her hugs. I found myself getting short of breath and goose bumps popping out along my arms, neck and shoulders. Not to mention my nipples getting hard and a warm, moist, fuzzy feeling in my groin I hadn't felt in years.

    Sheila, my gf, noticed my bodies reaction and began to do more things to me. First she started throwing me on the bed and straddling me. Tickling me so much I was crying with laughter. I wiggled and squirmed to escape and I noticed how my struggles seemed to turn her on by the way her heavy chest would heave above me. How her breath became short and by the hungry look in her eye as she held me down beneath her. The more I struggled, the more clearly excited she got. And I found myself unwantedly getting excited by her excitement. It wasn't long before all pretense of tickling me gradually faded into her pinning me down and grinding on me between my legs. With our clothes on. Often I was crying and begging her to stop. Not really because of what she was doing but because of how excited what she was doing was making me. Quit a few times I was on the verge of an orgasm when she finally stopped and I couldn't admit to myself that she was making me like that.

    Soon, she was pinning me against the wall and fondling me or on the couch under her and leaving hickies and bite marks on my neck that I was hard pressed to hide from my new bf. She would sneak up behind me as I did the dishes. Sometimes just wearing a robe and nothing else. Then bend me forward over the sink with her heavy breasts pressed into my back and neck. Her arms around my waist and her lips whispering, "Thank You" into my ear as she gently nibbled on a lobe. Then just stopping and leaving me there. Each time that she did this her hands went higher up my body until they were cupping my breasts and pulling on my thick, excited nipples as if she were trying to milk me. Her lips lingered on my neck and bit and sucked the delicate skin until obvious marks were left there for all to see. When she stopped and left. I would crumple to the floor out of excitement. Then when I regained my feet, I would scamper off to the bedroom and masturbate to a huge orgasm as I thought of her doing even more to me. Then I would cry myself to sleep for what I had jut done to myself. She was marking me as hers. She knew by now she could have me any time she wanted but she wanted more.She wanted me to submit to her fully by me asking her for it. Which I just could not bring myself to do.

    She was doing more and more to me as time went on. "Nonchalantly" or "accidentally" Exposing her heavy breasts to me. Barging in on me when I was in the tub. Forcing kisses on the lips from me and laughing at me when I tried not to kiss her back. Which the site of them now greatly excited me despite myself. Often I found myself underneath her or pinned against something as she fondled and caressed my reluctant my mind but oh so willing body into submission.She was training me to obey her as well. First she would nicely ask me to do some chores for her. Which I gladly did. Then she began to tell me to do them. Next she was ordering me to do them and finally I was expected to do them without being told. I knew that when she came home I was to have the bath running and her robe and slippers ready in the bathroom for her. I knew just from a look when she wanted her feet or shoulders rubbed. Sometimes, as I rubbed her shoulders she would tell me to rub lower on her chest or the sides of her breasts. She was lactating at the time and her breasts were always full and sore. Then grab my hand and pull it lower down her front dangerously close to her swollen nipple and order me to rub. I wanted to please her so bad for all she did, I reluctantly did these things and more even though I felt like I was being treated like a slave at times. I just put up with it as thats my nature and she did so much for me. She was my best friend and protector. I had no where else to live.

    One night in her SUV, without thinking I began to fondle and play with her breasts above her t-shirt on my own. it was the first time I had ever done this without her making me do it. Something in me just finally relaxed and let go and I submitted to what she wanted from me. We played in the car for awhile. After helping me get out of her t-shirt and bra, her breasts are way to big and heavy for my little hands to do that a lone. Mostly she just let me explore her body on my own and I just followed her reactions to what I was doing and I did.

    Before it went too far she drove us home and bedded me. She ordered me to strip for her as she sat laying nude on the bed playing with herself. I was so shy and blushing as I did but thrilled she wanted to see me. She ordered me to come to her and when I did, she dragged me down onto the bed between her legs and had me lay on top of her. She wrapped her thick, powerful thighs around my body so I knew there was no escape and we just kissed and kissed a long time like that until I was able to relax and stop shaking out of fear.

    As she grew more and more excited, her primal side took over and it was with no effort at all she quickly reversed our positions so I was underneath her and felt her full weight pressing me into the mattress. She slid down and pried my legs open as her face dove into my drenched pussy. It wasn't long at all before her expert tongue had me fighting back and then surrendering to her my huge orgasm. I did not want to cum for her! I wanted to keep that small part of my identity from her. I thought if I didn't cum for her I wasn't really a lesbian then and didn't really enjoy it that much. She ripped that first orgasm from me with such ease it was like I wasn't even trying not to cum.

    But now that I knew how it felt my greedy pussy wanted more! I had been teased and in denial so long one orgasm just wouldn't do. Amazingly, I found myself putting my hands on her head in an attempt to urge her on to keep licking me. And she did. To a point. I was about to explode again when she drew her dark skin, glistening in the soft light from my juices coating her face. A sight I will never forget. I had never been so wet in my life! She looked at me and said, "If you want to get off again you have to eat me first."

    God , I was so afraid of doing that for so many reasons. But in my extreme excitement and desire to please, I felt myself gently nodding my head yes before I could think too much. Just as quickly she scooted up and straddled my tummy and placed her hands over my wrists as she pinned me down beneath her. Her huge breasts dangling over me and rubbing into my body as she started to slide up and down my torso. As she became more and more excited, I could feel her wetness leak out and smear on to my tummy and chest.

    Then she scooted up some more,placed her shins on my wrists and lowered her big pussy onto my reluctant and scared face. Her pussy covered my face from my chin to my nose. Just giving me enough room to breath between her coarse pubic hairs covering the rest of my face. Later, I saw that her pubes had left little scratches on my tummy from the grinding and even more on my face. I had no idea what to do. So I just lay there and concentrated on breathing. I do know however that her taste and smell was intoxicating and I could feel my clit getting hard from it.

    As I lay there, she began to slowly grind on my face. Her speed gradually picked up along with the force she pushed down with until I could feel her large hooded clit poking me on my lips and face. It was so thrilling when I realized it was her clit poking me and I felt my own excitement grow. My excitement grew For her excitement and what I came to realize later, how she was using me for her pleasure and nothing else mattered. For some reason this greatly excited me. Then she stopped.

    I felt her pussy sort of flower open and she pushed down on my face really hard. The next moment I knew my mouth was filling with a torrid of warm sticky but sweet fluid. My face was covered by her pussy so it had no where to go but for me to swallow it if I were to breath. When I did, it set off my own orgasm. At the time I had no idea what I was swallowing. I had never heard of gushing/squirting. Not like this any way. This was more like a slow running river than a squirt. But even though I didn't know what she was doing my pussy most of from the huge orgasm I had from just swallowing it.

    There was a lot. At least three mouthfuls and she was shaking so hard and pushing down on my mouth so hard I thought one of us would be injured. She finally rolled off of me and curled up in a ball next to me shaking and quivering uncontrollably for several minutes. When I finally stopped gagging I reached over and hugged her tight from behind until she stopped and we both fell asleep.

    She told me later that had never happened before. The gushing like that and she really didn't know it was going to happen. She said it just felt so good. When she felt she was going to cum a urge to push her pussy down and open came over her and she just released everything. It was very scary for her to as she felt like it would never stop and her heart was beating so fast and she couldn't catch her breath and couldn't stop shaking. She also said she felt so weak and drained after and we learned to have water near by afterwards. But felt amazing she said.

    #40274 — Comments (0) — May 22, 2018 at 7:24 AM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 27

    I chose "Bi-Sexual Male" because it was the closest option to the truth. I've been suffering from extreme depression, existential crisis, dysphoria, just overall feeling horrible and desperately seeking an end to it, and while I feel like I want to finally just be myself and stop trying to be the person that other people want or expect me to be, I can't override my psychological fear of finally doing it.

    I am genderfluid and pansexual. Sometimes I feel male, or at least don't feel female, but other times I feel very female, and it bothers me because while I've told some people, or hinted it to them, their resistance to the idea has scared me back into keeping it a secret. I am attracted to both men and women, preferably fat people, I love big asses, hips, thick legs, bellies, big titties. I am fat myself and believe I have gynecomastia, because my breasts are very feminine, arguably the most feminine natural breasts I've ever seen on a biological male. I also think I have low testosterone, but this is being said without a clinical diagnosis, these are just theories I've considered.

    I guess I've always been this way, but didn't understand it at first until gender identity and sexual preference became a more talked about topic. At first I just thought I was either bi, or gay in denial, but I know I am attracted to women, so I settled on bi, but I was terrified to admit it to anyone because I felt confident they'd see me as a freak and not like me anymore.

    Over the years, I've taken photographs of myself in women's clothing, or nude, and experimented with men, and dildos. I really enjoy giving blowjobs more than anything, even more than getting them, more than vaginal sex, and more than giving or receiving anal. I'm not even sure what about it I like so much, I just feel so appreciated and attractive while sucking a man's cock and hearing him moan and compliment how well I am pleasing him. I always swallow when they let me, as I love feeling them cum in my mouth and love swallowing their cum.

    I've strongly considered painting my nails regularly, shaving my whole body and wearing more feminine clothes, but I am under so much pressure not to do it that it's crippling me. I am horribly depressed and contemplate suicide every so often. I work at a job I hate that expects me to work myself go death for less than 10 bucks an hour. I have foot and ankle injuries that I can't heal because I never get enough time off my feet and can't take a vacation or I wont be able to pay the bills.

    Because I am so unhappy, one of the only things that makes me feel good is when I am feeling feminine, when I am naked, when I take a shower, when I look at my own tits, when I touch myself. I masturbate imagining having sex with a man who treats me like a real woman, or imagine myself receiving a blowjob from someone who is actually attracted to me and enjoys making me feel good.

    I am married, to a women, and our sex life has died down over the last 8 years (we've been together almost 11), she used to suck my dick all the time, willingly (I thought), but one day she just decided she didn't like it anymore and told me she only ever did it to make me happy, so apparently, I don't deserve such a luxury anymore. I've struggled with that too, because not having a regular sex life with my wife fueled my depression and self-hatred because I assumed it was my fault. That I wasn't good enough for her anymore, that I was unattractive and gross. Losing the feeling that I was worthy of intimacy really fucked me up. I found myself craving the feeling of being loved regularly.

    I have worked the entire time we've been married and I give her literally all of my money to pay the bills and do whatever she wants with it. I do whatever she tells/asks me to do. I've always spoiled her as much as I could, because I thought that was the right thing to do, but now that it's too late, I see that I fucked up. Because I didn't make her earn anything, from my love, to my time, to my money, she doesn't appreciate any of it and just expects to have it all without giving anything in return. She's never had a real job as long as we've been together.

    I used to literally be addicted to her, because I was so lonely and depressed before I met her, I thought she was the answer to all of my problems, I was unhealthily infatuated with her, and at first she was also infatuated with me, but her infatuation wore off, and mine stayed for years longer, so me wanting her so badly made her denying me so painful emotionally.

    Eventually, I focused on other things in an attempt to try to overcome my sadness, and practiced not even being sexually attracted to her, I am still attracted to her, I just started to not expect sex ever again, because every time I'd ask her, she'd either straight up reject me or agree out of frustration and make it seem like a chore. But then, once I stopped showing interest in her, eventually she expressed to me that I don't touch her anymore and acted sad about it. How can she expect me to want to be intimate with her when she makes me feel disgusting?

    I' m writing this all out of chronological order, sorry. Before I even met her, I was already fasting to try to lose weight because I hated myself and thought if I could starve myself skinny enough maybe someone might give me a chance. She fell in love with me while I was 260lbs and made me feel like the most attractive man on the planet. It was literally a dream come true, until it ended.

    I still consider fasting again to lose weight, because I hate myself so much sometimes, I think if I lose weight she'll either be attracted to me again or at least someone else will be and she'll show me affection out of jealousy because she feels threatened by other people being interested in me. It's sad I even have to think about trying to make her jealous just so she'll appreciate me.

    Anyway... I don't need to tell you my whole life story.

    TL;DR I am a biologically male, genderfluid, pansexual who is married to a woman who isn't too attracted to me anymore, I fantasize about being a sissy slut for men who will actually appreciate me, I am living a lie by still presenting myself as a straight male to most people, I want to just relax and be myself, but the crippling fear of losing everyone in my life and being criticized and harassed by others keeps me from doing it.

    #40277 — Comments (1) — May 22, 2018 at 12:40 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Fetishes and Kinky Sex —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 38

    I finally got my new, very sub girlfriend to piss out in the open on the roof of a parking garage where all the office buildings could see her. I saw a few people standing in windows watching. I had her totally naked except for thigh-high stockings, high heels and a gold necklace. She went out to the center of the rooftop and took off her coat which I held and while I took pictures and video she stood there, spread her legs, her pussy lips and pissed. I then kissed her pussy, walked her arm in arm, naked to the car and then put her coat back on her. I pushed her up against the car, lifted her coat and fucked her ass right there on the rooftop parking. Then we came home and fucked like it was our first time. Next ???????????

    #40275 — Comments (4) — May 22, 2018 at 9:17 AM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove This.
  • — Fetishes and Kinky Sex —
    Straight Female / 31

    My name is Kimmi and I'm lots of things. I'm a DC nerd and have been since I was a kid. I'm a gamer and might be able to best you at Fortnite. I'm a chubby girl who dyes her hair white blonde and wears the cutest catgirl glasses you've ever seen. What scares me, though, and the reason for my confession, is the thing I never expected to be. I'm an incredibly submissive slut for my husband. I dream about him, crave him, debase myself for him and single handedly set feminism back 40 years all by myself. To please him, to be his plaything, to give myself to him. It's my purpose and I take it very seriously.

    He and I have been married a few years, after both of our previous marriages ended. I was in an abusive relationship, he was in a loveless marriage. We worked together and were friends, but I really didn't see him that way at the time. Once we were both single at the same time, I watched girl after girl throw herself at him legs open to try and land on his cock. It was amusing to watch and I think that's what changed my mind about him. He didn't go on a fuck rampage in our office - he dated one girl for a few months and that was pretty much it. From then on he played defense. That's when we started talking (our little cubicles open up to one another, so it's very easy to do). And since I was debating being a lesbian myself from then on due to my bad previous situation, he was so easy to talk to. Still is. And I'm definitely not a lesbian.

    So I don't have a single hot story to share, just a lot of teases and near connections between us up until we finally got together. But I will share that when we finally had our big fuck, it was more like a full day of fooling around - kissing, tickling, playing, naked, sex, eat. Repeat. When I was on my knees for him, it was right. He deserved the pleasure I was giving him. I felt no shame at being his little cock whore, like I was the starlet in a porn movie and he was my nameless costar. I was his focus, his desire, and most importantly, his fat little hole he was going to slide into again and again. I've never felt more wanted and sexy in my life. I talked dirty to him, laughed with him, blushed, cried, and came on his fingers, his tongue, his cock, his leg. He got inside my mind and made me something new that weekend, and we've been a thing ever since.

    Not the most exciting confession ever, but I need someone else to know what a good dick can do to a girl's mind. I'm warped and crazy, jealous and horny all day, and pretty much can't wait to get home to paw at him and get him inside or on me. A library of pussy pics in my phone for him. Dirty texts, things I reread and can't believe I agreed to do with him. Wearing nothing but an apron and heels, serving him an old fashioned and then sucking his cock while he enjoys the drink. I serve him, I deserve him, and I fuck him like a slut possessed to keep him.

    I can't be the only woman out there that thinks like this.



    #40273 — Comments (1) — May 22, 2018 at 3:05 AM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove This.
  • — My Family —
    Straight Male / 28

    When I was a teen about 17 my stepdad caught me jerking off to a video I had taken with a hidden phone of my mom showering and masturbating. I was turned on by seeing my mom naked not just because she is sexy but the whole forbidden taboo of it all.

    My stepdad wasnât mad, he thought it was kind of funny and totally condoned it. He asked if Iâd like to jerk off to her in person. Basically she liked being tied up, blindfolded, gagged etc. and his plan was to have me sneak in when she was like this.

    He texted me one night that he had her tied up and blindfolded and that she agreed to be fucked by his coworker in this state. I snuck in and played with her big tits and hairy pussy until I got hard and slid my dick in her. It was so fucking hot I canât even describe. I fucked her hard and even fingered her ass. The sound of her moaning to my dick was incredible. When I was close I pulled down the cloth in her mouth and came in her throat, which she happily swallowed. To this day she has no idea she was fucked by her own son and swallowed his cum.

    #40272 — Comments (2) — May 21, 2018 at 9:20 PM — That's Juicy! (16) Remove This.
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