"Oohhh..." She whined and locked her fingers around the back of my neck, seeing she had no choice but to close her eyes and hang on. I got a better grip on her, pressing her against me with my forearm and spreading her labia apart and pressing them down to expose her turgid clit, my fingers sliding in her swollen and slippery flesh.
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Q. Why doesn't Smokey the bear have any kids
A. Because every time his wife gets hot, he covers her with dirt and beats her with a shovel