#317724 - The shrill voice was what Amy needed to overcome her stasis, and she ran towards the barn’s man-door, calling Jim and Colin’s names loudly as she exited. His balls lifted as his cock filled itself with is boiling seed, then blasted rope after rope into Amy’s waiting womb. As he broke their passionate kiss, he growled, “And just where the fuck do you think you’re going, Little One? You stroke me until I’m hard as a rock, then leave me here to suffer with blue balls? You’re not leaving this bed until I fill that delicious cunt of yours with cum, and feel you squirting all over me.
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