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She noticed that glistening pearls of cream were starting to bubble from the piss-slit of Tony's rosy cock-head, and she quickly smeared the stuff onto her fingers.

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She was a married woman, she loved her husband Dear, dull Bill. Oh, God, if only he'd tried to keep her interested, if only he'd brought a little novelty into their lovemaking.

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