I remember when these puppies had a little more life in them. It’s like when you’re at Dairy Queen and you order a sundae, and what you get looks nothing like what’s pictured on the menu. That’s how my inbox is presently. Oh well. I will say though, that any bitch who take a walloping she did is OK in my book. Her poor asshole was puckered, begging for the penetration to stop. Two fat cocks were in and out of that turd cutter like a fat guy repeatedly seeking solace in an air conditioned room. When they were done with the ass to mouth and the face fucking, it was time to paint her up. After all, those hand prints all over her face needed a hot DNA compress.
