Je baise ma grosse copine 365 jours de suite

Fucking my big ass girlfriend 365 days in a row She had been seeing someone else for a fucking month; I didn’t have to ask how far they’d gone. Make me your fucking sex toy! I shook my head and glanced up at him, trying hard not to look as miserable as I felt. When did she tell you?”

“A little over half an hour ago,” I said, not looking up at him. I enjoyed exploring her body as I felt her moan and whimper around my thumb in the throes of post-orgasmic bliss. “Bitch…”

I snorted at his single-word response to my shattered relationship. “I’m sorry, Marcus,” she said. On top of that, she wasn’t exactly the wisest person when it came to finances, basically living from paycheck to paycheck. I’ve paid for you to come out here, and half our visits have been me coming to see you. I’ve been incredibly patient. She didn’t respond immediately, and then she returned the kiss. With a surprised gasp, Phoebe Lucas’s head disappeared behind her door so she could avoid colliding with me. I gotta get back to work. “Me too.”

“Are you okay? It was on-brand for Dillon. Lucas.”

“I keep telling you,” she said. “Bitch…”

I snorted at his single-word response to my shattered relationship. I ignored her and slammed the door. Dillon’s uncle was a member of the NYPD. What? I didn’t feel like hearing anything else she had to say. She shoved her generous hips into my crotch, meeting each aggressive thrust with equal fervor. I told her to leave and lock the door on the way out.