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Even a pervert like me has some scruples, and I admit that the thought of seeing Phebie's mouth wrapped around my cock or shoving it into her immature little cunt was tempting, but like I say, you’ve got to draw the line somewhere. | Even a pervert like me has some scruples, and I admit that the thought of seeing Phebie's mouth wrapped around my cock or shoving it into her immature little cunt was tempting, but like I say, you’ve got to draw the line somewhere. | ||
Of course, standing in the shower and soaping my cock while thinking about sliding my finger into Phoebe’s arse meant that I had to toss one off. As I watched the spunk sluicing down the drain I thought about all the extraordinary things that had happened to me on this holiday. I looked out of the window and saw it was raining and I wondered what Bob and the kids were doing. I stretched out on the bed for a rest | Of course, standing in the shower and soaping my cock while thinking about sliding my finger into Phoebe’s arse meant that I had to toss one off. As I watched the spunk sluicing down the drain I thought about all the extraordinary things that had happened to me on this holiday. I looked out of the window and saw it was raining and I wondered what Bob and the kids were doing. I stretched out on the bed for a rest. | ||
'''What do you do?''' | '''What do you do?''' | ||
[[Summer Holiday/ | [[Summer Holiday/Page39f|Dream]] | ||
[[Summer Holiday/Pagexx|xxx]] | [[Summer Holiday/Pagexx|xxx]] | ||
[[Category:Summer Holiday]] | [[Category:Summer Holiday]] | ||
Revision as of 07:47, 13 May 2019
Even a pervert like me has some scruples, and I admit that the thought of seeing Phebie's mouth wrapped around my cock or shoving it into her immature little cunt was tempting, but like I say, you’ve got to draw the line somewhere.
Of course, standing in the shower and soaping my cock while thinking about sliding my finger into Phoebe’s arse meant that I had to toss one off. As I watched the spunk sluicing down the drain I thought about all the extraordinary things that had happened to me on this holiday. I looked out of the window and saw it was raining and I wondered what Bob and the kids were doing. I stretched out on the bed for a rest.
What do you do?