Nashville Pussy (Season 2)
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Episode 31: GLORY POLE
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 31: GLORY POLE - Season two continues the insanity that is Nashville. With a criminal organization like Watchtower making all the rules, the population thrives on the ability to get away with whatever they want. Naked in the streets. Primal sex in front of everyone. Businesses promoting lude acts. Pet stores that sell human pets. Strip clubs gone beyond extreme. Schools teaching all the wrong subjects. Is it no wonder Nashville is the fastest growing city in the U.S? YEEHAW!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Blackmail Hypnosis Mind Control Romantic Slavery Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction School Workplace Incest Mother Son Sister Father Daughter Uncle Niece Nephew BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Humiliation Rough Sadistic Gang Bang Orgy Swinging Interracial Anal Sex Analingus Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Fisting Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism
3:05PM!
“It looks like Tawny beat us back home. I was really hoping for a little piece and quiet. Of course, I had to drop off the art supplies to mom before I came home. Thankfully she was resting or I’d be even later. Dad working with Cadet Nadine out back kept them busy too. Bootcamp Barbie was looking pretty darn good even with a few razorblade wounds on her ass.” A razor wire garden obstacle course meant war wounds. Band-aids to the rescue! Alcohol stings were not pleasant. Tough gal!
Jesse Manley pulled into his garage while his buddy Bannon Walsh Jr. backed his pickup truck into the driveway. Getting as close as he could to the sidewalk gave them room to unload the broken statue given to them by the sculpting team of Ursula and Delilah Cooper. Or as Jesse called them the Jaguar Sisters due to their age exceeding Cougar status. They were still smoking hot even in their 50’s. Jesse was certainly intrigued by granny issues. Another day he might go big game chunting! His word not mine!
“We should have grabbed a dolly. This bastard ass Adonis is heavy as fuck.”
“Let me run over and see if Xander has one in his garage. He won’t mind if I snag it for thirty minutes or so. You go check on Tawny and the cheerleaders. It looks like both Robin and Octavia’s cars are still here. I’d guess they’re sunbathing by now.”
“Do you think they followed your no clothing rule beyond the front porch?”
“If not I’m kicking them out.”
“Are they staying for the party later?”
“Tawny said they all had dates tonight. I wouldn’t care if they brought them over but if I know those whores like I think I do, I’d say they want space to be the center of attention.”
“Right! That’s true. Tina Wiles especially. She loved coming over and watching football games with me and my dad. Naked halftime show!” He chuckled! “Well, naked from beginning to end. It’s a good thing my mom works weekends, or she might have kicked her ass over the goal post. Meaning my dick. Dad’s dick for the other team!”
“Crazy! How come you never invited me. You know I’ve tapped Tina too.”
“Just like the girls, I liked being the center of attention. Dad works constantly these days so it’s all me. He worked most of last night then turned around and got up early to check out the Channel 12 raffle situation out at Comstock Park. You hear about the weather girl Kendra Gooney?”
“I saw her last night at the Lafayette game. Hot as fuck naked. She and the Rhinettes’ battled Piper Cherry and the Swallowers. Naked football.”
“How did I miss that. Of course, we did deal with Tawny’s mom. That still blows me away. You’ve got balls buddy. Tapping Mitzi and making her your slave. Thanks, by the way.”
“For what?”
“Making my fantasy come true. Mitzi used to tease me all the time when I dated Tawny. Joe always kept her grounded though, drunk or not.” For the moment Bannon chose to keep his father’s involvement with Mitzi and Watchtower to himself. Jesse wasn’t fully filled in on the criminal organization. His own dad Carl tried his best to protect him from the enemy funding his mother’s healthcare. It was bad enough Carl had to do all the dirty work to maintain those funds. Soul sold, Carl was on a leash like everyone else. It did NOT digest well to a dominant master. Escape was impossible! He made his bed and bounced a quarter off of it.
“I don’t know why I chose to risk everything like I did. I’m like you, Mitzi teased me constantly too. I finally caught her alone while she was drunk and masturbating. Once I saw her I couldn’t help myself. It’s going to be tough using her with Tawny up my ass. Maybe during next Friday’s Harvester-Kent game. I’ll make excuses not to be there. As long as Joe isn’t home, I can train Mitzi more. She’s definitely willing.”
“I’m there if you need me buddy. You’re my idol.”
“Thanks! I wish I could bring Mitzi over here tonight, but I can’t see how with Tawny... “ Jesse froze! “Wait a second! I told Tawny I was tying her up in her bedroom and locking her in.”
“Right! She would escape and climb out of her bedroom window. You better hogtie her from ankle to neck.”
“I’ll figure it out. Maybe Kismet’s loading truck has ropes I can borrow. I can also check and see what X has when I go look for a dolly. Oh! Did you swipe a handcuff key to unhook Becca and her girlfriend?”
“I have one. Question is, whether it fits those particular set of cuffs. We’re burning daylight, go over for that dolly. I’ll run inside and check on the girls.”
“On it!”
Sprinting away Jesse disappeared around his property fence and into the driveway of the Vines family. Jackie’s car was gone at the moment. X had errands earlier, so he was still MIA. Entering the side door, Jesse searched and did indeed find a moving dolly. It was hanging up so he had to move a few things to reach it. An opened toolbox caught his eye. In it was a battery-operated drill and a kit of drill bits. One bit in particular caught his eye. Removing it he eyed the diameter of the bit. “Industrial much? This bit is as thick as my cock.”
Peering out a side window of the garage to see his own privacy fence he grinned. “Man, I just had an evil idea. Glory be!” Chuckling he tested out the battery pack to find it dead. “Well fuck! This drill does have a cord. I can swipe that extension spool and have enough reach to do the damage.” Gathering up what he needed, Jesse headed back to his yard.
Minutes earlier Bannon headed inside and sought out pussy. Headed upstairs to Tawny’s room he found an unexpected sight. It was not the pussy he expected. “Whoa! Trisha?” Sitting on Tawny’s bed looking out a window was fifteen-year-old Trisha Wiles, baby sister to Tina. “What are you doing here ... naked.” Startled, the girl covered her chest and vagina. Unlike her sister Trisha had a conscience.
“BANNON! House rules!” She pouted! “Tawny wouldn’t let me in unless I took my clothes off. I’m not as bold as they are so I stayed up here while they skinny dip. There’s a creepy bearded guy watching them from that window in the house out back. No shirt, I bet he’s beating off. I was supposed to hang out with my friend Kelsi after her swim meet, but she called and had to cancel. Mom made Tina bring me along.”
Moving to the window Bannon did indeed see neighbor Jeremy Quinlin spying. It was obvious he was in ecstasy just by seeing his tilted head. A few seconds later a woman rose up in front of him and kissed the guy.
“Nice! That must be Daisy. Jesse told me about his neighbor. She must have been giving him a blowjob while he watched the girls.” The cheerleaders were playing mermaids and frolicking. Tawny however was lying out naked and glossy from being oiled up.
While his back was turned Trisha admired Bannon from behind and revealed her intimate parts, fantasizing of him taking her virginity. Shy in most cases she was coming into her desires of late. Bannon used to date Tina and Trisha had, had a slight crush on him ever since. This was a first for her.
She spread her legs and rubbed her clit imagining Bannon turning around and coming over to kiss her. A girl could dream. Instead, Bannon ignored her and walked out of Tawny’s bedroom. Pouting began in earnest! Virginity would remain intact! Tawny’s extra-large teddy bear known as Chokey the Bear became her confidante. She needed a bear hug!
Trudging downstairs Bannon decided to head back to his truck, noticing a full cardboard box of clothing on the wood porch. Tawny placed it there to keep everyone’s outfits from blowing away or getting lost. Shorts and t-shirts only! No socks! Shoes around the box. Smart! Seeing Jesse round the fence with his arms full Bannon joined him halfway and claimed the dolly.
“What’s with the drill?”
“Inspiration!” Jesse smirked! “I’m going to drill glory holes in my fence. Two in the back fence, two in Xander’s side of the fence and two on the Valentine side. They have two college age daughters. Bound to meet them someday.”
“That’s bad ass! Ruining a perfectly good fence but hey. That Daisy’s husband is spying on the girls swimming out back. Oh, get this, Tina’s baby sister Trisha is hiding upstairs in Tawny’s room. She’s naked! The kid is finally growing up. Don’t think bad of me but I had to leave in a hurry. I didn’t want her thinking my hard-on was because of her.” Possibly!
“I can’t believe Tina allowed Trisha to even come along.” Now Jesse felt badly about his no clothing rule for women. “Let’s just leave her up there. I know I don’t want to deal with her.”
“Right! Let’s unload this statue and get to drilling. Holes! Not the cheerleaders.” He laughed! “That can happen anytime we want.”
“Right! Lets save our energy. I might even take some Viagra just to keep it rock hard.”
“Steal that from your dad?”
“As if dad needs Viagra. No! I found a hidden bottle of them in Xander’s garage. Poor guy! No wonder he wanted me to keep Jackie satisfied.”
“You sure they’re Viagra?”
“I’ll Google them before I pop any. I can buy him more.” Together they slowly lifted the marble statue and placed it on the dolly. Carefully tilted back Jesse pushed while Bannon kept it from slipping off. A slow roll across the driveway they entered through the side gate to the backyard. Once across the border it was concrete and much easier to haul. Now, where to put it.
“There’s Jesse and Bannon.”
Robin Banks nodded as she, Tina Wiles and Octavia Bradley waded leisurely. Priscilla Vincent was off on her own enjoying the water. She also knew that Jeremy Quinlin had been spying on them. Not a peep she teased the guy on her own by swimming on her back so he could see her full-frontal expose. With his wife next to him he was still watching. Priss simply kept on teasing. They too were naked after all, even if she could only tell by seeing Daisy’s tits.
Tawny looked over her shoulder to see Jesse and rolled to her back on her towel. Seeing the statue she creased her brow. “Where did you get that monstrosity?”
“Downtown! There’s an art gallery behind Hardcore Hobbies. The owners were trying to toss it into a dumpster. I volunteered to help them then decided to bring it home.”
“It’s missing a penis.” Octavia swam to the edge of the pool to join them, Robin and Tina hot on her chocolate tail.
“Aren’t most Greek statues?” Jesse laughed! “It’s chewed up from falling over, but it still has enough charm going for it to be an interesting addition to the house.”
“You can always glue a dildo to it.” Robin chuckled! “Is it my imagination or does the face look a bit like you, Jesse.” Lowering it to the concrete and stabilizing it Jesse took a good look at the sculpture. He hadn’t noticed it before now. It did favor his features.
“Nice! They did ask if I wanted to model for them.” He offered a smug look. “I just might.”
“I’ll go grab the drill kit.”
Bannon waved at the girls then hurried around to the front of the house. While away Robin and Octavia crawled from the pool and joined Tawny in laying out in the sun. Jesse did his best to ignore the goddesses. Glancing toward his back fence he looked up over it at the Quinlin’s. They waved; he waved!
“It looks like Jackie brought their step ladder over for the Quinlin’s to climb my fence and swim. I wonder how they will react to the glory holes. My fence, my decision. They can live with it.”
Turning to face his home Jesse shot another glance up at Tawny’s bedroom window. He found Trisha Wiles holding Chokey the Bear over her body as she stood looking down. Shaking his head at her Jesse razzed the poor girl with his tongue.
“Sorry about my sister.” Tina sighed! “Mom made us bring her along.”
“I warned her about the no clothing code.” Tawny spoke up. “At first she hung out on the porch but finally broke down just to be around us. She wouldn’t come outside though because of Mister Quinlin.”
“The guy reminds me of a muscular version of Dewey Knowles.” Octavia chuckled! “I wonder if he howls at our moons like Dew does?” Rising to her knees Octavia twerked her beautiful black booty right at the Quinlin’s. “Is he baying?”
“He’s rubbing his beard. I think he’s cleaning a seat off for you.” Jesse mused! “I hope he’s a nice guy. I didn’t learn much about him from Daisy earlier.”
“We can tame him.” Priscilla finally swam to shore. “I’d be happy to have a chat with him.”
“You guys have dates tonight, right?” Groans all around! “I take that as a yes.”
“Commitments we can’t ditch. Money talks!” Robin admitted! “With Angus hanging with Dakota I need the space to earn some fast cash. We’re going to the campus to strip for some guys we met.”
“Dorm puppets?” Jesse laughed!
“Professors!” Tina giggled!
“Making the grade before you enroll next fall?”
“Something like that.” Priss beamed! “Bannon is back. What’s with the extension cords?”
“Look who is with him.” Tawny perked up. “Hey, Polecat! Break the piggy bank?”
Walking with Bannon was a very naked Twyla Paris, roommate, stripper, slave to Jesse. Bannon could not stop staring at the bombshell former soldier. Her body was tight in every facet. She herself carried a chrome pole.
“Only about $800. Not great for two hours. I just needed gas money and groceries. I stopped by Piggly Wiggly real fast to buy beer and munchies for your party tonight, Master. I put the beer in the fridge before I grabbed my pole.”
Hearing her refer to Jesse as her owner, the cheerleaders all looked amongst one another. Setting her pole down Twyla scurried to Jesse’s side and knelt on her knees before him. In response he stepped right into her and forced her face into his inseam. He then shot a glance back at the Quinlin’s.
Jeremy nodded and offered a thumb in the air. He was impressed! Respect! Not only that, but Jeremy recalled seeing Twyla at Cashanova a few weeks back. He tipped her well! This was before the new standards of sex on the job, Watchtower style. Jeremy knew Watchtower all too intimately. As a trucker he often made extra cash seeking out lot lizards to employ here in Nashville. That, and to haul laced products like bottled water and cosmetics. Eighteen squealer! Wheeler even!
“You go, Manley!” Octavia puckered her lower lip. “Tawny told us about her competition.”
“She’s not competition. Tawny copes or gets the boot. She shows me the slightest hint of jealousy and I cut her loose.”
“No jealousy!” Tawny carefully crawled over to kneel beside Twyla and kissed her shoulder. In response Jesse released Twyla and guided the women into kissing one another. Again, the cheerleaders glared amongst themselves. How the mighty had fallen!
While Jesse dealt with the whores Bannon took time to check out Daisy Quinlin from a distance as he unrolled the extension cord. “Bitch is fine! I hope she comes to the party later.” Undoubtedly! Locating an exterior outlet, Bannon plugged the cord in and hauled the length along the pools edge. Ten feet shy of the fence he groaned. “Yo, Jesse! We need more cord.”
“Twyla?”
“I did bring extension so I could drill holes in the concrete for my pole.”
“You always come through.”
“Isn’t that why you own me, Sir?”
“Grab it!” Tawny letting Twyla rise opted to walk with her out to the street butt ass naked. Twyla’s yellow Jeep Wrangler was parked along the curb. While out there Tawny asked the important question.
“Did you ask your boss about hiring me?”
“I did! She said to bring you in for an interview. I told Flossy I wanted to coach you a bit, so you put on a good first impression. It goes beyond just moving to music, you need to examine the crowd and see what they like. Looks is one thing, but every guy has different needs. Cracking the code means big bucks.”
“I can dance. I’m not shy. I do get it though. Some day after school? Now that I don’t need to check in with my parents anymore, I’m free to come and go.”
“We can discuss it later. Let’s not keep our master waiting.”
“Speaking of that. Can you maybe give me tips on how to be a better slave? I’m so used to doing and getting what I want, I’m biting my fingernails hoping I don’t screw up.”
“Absolutely! First rule, never talk back. Second rule, never deny. Third rule, commit to losing your attitude forever.”
“I’m toast!”
“You can do it.” She winked! “Let’s put this pole up and see what you’ve got.”
“My friends will hog it.”
“Maybe they should apply at Cashanova too.”
“Shush! I want to surprise them by beating them to it.” The ladies were going to be great friends. Auntie Twyla, toolbox in hand. Tawny carried the extension wheel. They would have to wait their turn in using it.
With Jesse and Bannon waiting out back, the boys figured out the best spots to drill holes in the fence. Standing with their bodies right up on the wood they gauged the perfect height and distance apart. With no pencil to make a mark they used a rock from around a planted tree to scratch the areas in a chalk-like etch.
While the two of them were busy the cheerleaders soaked up the sun and whispered over Jesse’s new alter-ego. Electricity coursing through cords they stayed clear of the water. Tawny returning cut that short. A subject change led the girls to grill her about Twyla. Vague at best she explained that Twyla used to belong to their principal at Horton-Dexter when he was in the Army. Minds were blown!
“Here you go, Sir. I plugged my cord into yours. I can’t drill my post holes until you are done.”
“I’ll need it for at least thirty minutes. Go keep an eye out for my furniture delivery. Kismet said 4:00. If they get here yell at me before they unload.”
“Yes, Sir!” Turning, Twyla wiggled away. Bannon was biting his knuckles.
“While I’m drilling these why don’t you run over to Xander’s for sandpaper. We don’t need splinters in our cocks.”
“No shit! That would suck, before that Daisy can suck us off.”
“That probably won’t happen right away. I’ll keep drilling, you focus on sanding when you get back.” On it! Bannon sprinted past the cheerleaders and around the front yard into Xander Vines drive. Away, Jesse rigged the 4-inch diameter drill bit then fired up the drill. He had his first cut done in under two minutes. Crouching there he took a look through the porthole to see into the Quinlin’s yard. Nothing but grass and an air conditioning unit behind their home.
Shrugging he began his second cut three feet to his right. Still nothing spectacular to see. Collecting cord, he moved over to the Valentine property line and began his next set of cuts. One hole complete he blew sawdust out of the way then took a peek into their yard.
“Oh, shit!”
On the other side oblivious to his drilling, lay Peggy Valentine in all of her glory. She was stretched out on a lawn chaise with sunglasses on and earplugs. It was evident that her music tuned out his drill bit serenade. Oiled up her chest was a golden brown.
“Fuck me! Jackie Vines never mentioned how hot she was. Those tits are huge. Definitely a boob job, those things are not sagging. Man, I hope her daughters are that hot. I wonder where Mister Valentine is? I better get this second drill done before I get busted.” Scooting over he found his spot and finished the job. Hole vacant he took another look through and bulged his eyes.
“Where did she go? Fuck! I hope she didn’t call the cops. Wait! Would it matter? Bannon’s dad would deal with her.” No return in sight he concluded that she went indoors. As if curious he shot a glance toward the Quinlin home. “Looks like they gave up watching us. Oh, well!” Moving on he marched around the pool and intentionally dragged the orange cord right over the bathing beauties. By the time he settled on where the cuts would be on Xander’s side Bannon returned with sandpaper.
“You left your cell in your car. I heard it ringing so I grabbed it.”
“Good deal! I forgot I had it on the charger. Thanks!” Claiming it, Jesse looked up the caller. “Kismet Spencer. There better not be any delays.” Calling her back the darling black beauty answered. “You called?”
“I did! The furniture is loaded up. Tay is with me, but my other delivery guy had to bow out. Tay’s friend Keno volunteered to help. We’re getting ready to head your way now.”
“Perfect! I have my slave Twyla waiting out front on you. Don’t freak if she’s naked even outdoors.”
“About that! I’m scared, Jesse. I’m not as open as some girls.”
“Then just send the truck and go on home.”
“No! I want to see you ... be with you. I can’t stop thinking about what we did. What Twyla did to me. I ... can do this. Just be patient with me.”
“Go on home.”
“Don’t be that way. Just let me adapt.”
“Adapt on your way here. Ride along with your drivers. I’ll take you home tomorrow.”
“I would have to sit in Keno’s lap.”
“Then do it! I want you naked in his lap all of the way here.”
“Oh, my God! Keno is already drooling over me. Tay does too.”
“Go on home!”
“STOP THAT! Fine! I’ll take the risk.”
“FaceTime after you get settled in the truck. I have a few things to do but I’ll answer your call when you have his arms around you holding your tits like a seatbelt.”
“This is going to ruin me. What if they tell the store owners.”
“Sexual harassment on their part. I’ll have my buddy Bannon use his cell to record conversations as I watch you. Shock me or I won’t even touch you later.”
“Okay! You make me crazy.”
“Best way to be. Now get moving.”
He hung up on Kismet. The poor girl had to go pee before she could even join her drivers and explain. A panic attack had her dizzy. With his orders understood, Jesse set out to finish his last two cuts. Holes complete, he brought the drill and cord to where Twyla left her chrome stripper pole. Disconnecting the drill to let her hook up her own, he took a stroll over to the back fence where Bannon was finishing his brisk sanding.
“I just saw the neighbor lady to my left. Peggy was sunbathing naked. She didn’t see or hear me I don’t think. After the second hole she vanished.”
“No shit! Is she ugly?”
“Far from it. If I recall right, Jackie said she was 37 or 38. Looks 25 to me. She’s got Hella big hooters. I’m guessing 38C but implants.”
“Sweet! Maybe she just went inside for a drink. I’ll go sand those holes next and check.”
“Cool! Well, what have we here?” Jesse nodded at Twyla carrying a large box utilizing the dolly from earlier. “Finish up!” Walking away he met with Twyla. “What’s this?”
“Amazon just delivered it. The driver tipped me a fifty.” She chuckled!
“Damn that was fast. It’s from Grampa Becker. He bought me a gas grill. All it needs is a propane tank. Bannon and I can put it together tomorrow. I’ll head up front to greet Kismet she’s on her way. You get that pole up. Tawny can help you.”
On that note the cheerleaders stood up and prepared to head out. “Good timing, we need parking spots.” All four cheerleaders swarmed Jesse with a clingy hug. Laughing they said, “Keep it real, Master.” He simply sneered until they headed indoors. Tina Wiles had to collect her sister. She found her asleep holding Chokey the Bear. So cute!
Jesse went on around his home to the front porch and took a seat on the tailgate of Bannon’s truck. The cheerleaders getting dressed on the porch he did catch a glimpse of Trisha Wiles hiding behind her sister in getting dressed. Minutes later they waved goodbye and piled into two cars. Gone just that fast. Perfect timing as Jesse’s cell rang.
“About time!” He answered! A FaceTime invite sent, he accepted it and found Kismet’s face up close. He could tell she was stressed.
“I should be seeing that body, shouldn’t I.” He played it cold.
“I’m getting there.” She extended her arm and shined her camera toward her chest. Titties at least, perky nipples at that. A man’s large hands were lifting them up. “Jesse? This is Keno.” She shared the black man’s face. A huge grin the gent nodded. “And this is Tay.” The driver now in his sights Tay saluted him with a “Sup!”
“Is she totally naked?”
“Not a stitch man.” Keno chuckled! “I hope you don’t mind my hands.”
“Grope away! Shove some fingers up her cunt.”
“JESSSSSEEEEEE!” She squealed!
“If she so much as swats your hand away, pull the truck over and leave her on a street corner.” Camera lowered she allowed Keno to find her vulva and finger her. She made certain to offer a vivid insertion shot. A secondhand gliding over her thigh joined Keno. While driving Tay Campbell rubbed her clit. She was moaning in no time. “Now that’s my girl.”
“I adore you, Jesse Manley.”
“Adore those fingers for now. I’m going to go. Cum on their fingers or else.” He hung up like a beast. Grinning, he pumped his fist at his achievement. “I might surpass my dad yet.”
Watchtower hackers listening in were definitely impressed. So much so they contacted the higher ups. An order to monitor further was implemented. Jesse was on their radar.
Out back Bannon Walsh worked on sanding the holes across from Peggy Valentine’s home. Hearing a door open and close he lowered his gaze to look through. He found Peggy had returned, guzzling down a bottle of water.
Her chest faced directly at him, he could literally witness her nipples tighten. Either the ice cold bottle of tHIrSty chilled those nubs or the ingredient within the water was sponsoring a rapid hormonal amplification process. Either way Bannon was whistling. Her music still playing in her ear she failed to hear him. Once resting her bottle down next to her chaise she set out to touch herself. In a sweet slither of fingers between her thighs she was all skin and sin.
“No bush! You go, Mrs. V!”
Halting temporarily while stretched out, Peggy procured her lotion bottle. A golden tube in her possession she milked her palm then set out glossing her chest into a brilliant shine. “Fuck! That’s hot.” Oddly he could read the bottle as a brand called Golden ShowHer. He nearly snorted over the name. With 20/20 vision he was all about the finer details. Unknown to him the brand was Watchtower concocted. It had not only a semen content but urine as well. Scented with pheromones nobody would ever know.
From chest to tummy then down to her bikini area and legs she chose to stop there and lay back on her chaise. In minutes Peggy was once again touching herself. “That’s right! Make sure that thick clit doesn’t burn, Ms. MILF.”
Big dipper, she was moaning louder than she could even hear due to Sade singing to her. Smooth Operator, just like Bannon Walsh. He observed her masturbation for the next ten minutes, Peggy squirting hard around her embedded knuckles. She wasn’t stopping even then. The ingested water and lotion combination had her screaming and nearly fisting herself.
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