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Going to the mirror in the dining room, she checked her jet black hair that as always was pulled up off of her neck. Make me cum again. You are so hot aren’t you?” he asked lifting his eyes to hers as he let his fingers drift over her swollen flesh. Fred, are you okay?” betty asked reaching up and running her hand over his cheek. She turned so she had her back to him and leaned over his desk so her pussy was open to his gaze. Here you’ll see 6 short scenes about the flintstones.

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Betty screamed as she felt him coat her insides. Fred closed his eyes as he felt her soft hand touch him. He cried yanking on her head and forcing her down over him.