“Damn!” Amelia Boris’s third Mistress complained as it was her night to get laid. Mitzy wondered what was going on, “What’s going on?” she asked. Xnxx sex “I suppose so,” Allicia said sadly. “You put on a show for me, Danke,” said Boris as he returned. “Shall we go to bed?” Prince Boris asked as his tool made a tent pole in his trousers. “Princess Mitzy is not flat chested,” the guard insisted, “Go away!”
“Now don’t you take that tone with me!” Mitzy protested, “I got ID see,” and she pulled out her Asda Walmart loyalty card. Eve then Mitzy climbed on Boris’s back as he humped Allie fingering herself and rubbing her tits into Boris’s back until they all came at around the same time. “Really?” the guard replied in disbelief, “Now why would anyone do something that stupid?”
“Cause you can’t jog very fast with E cup sillicon wobbing around up front,” Mitzy insisted, “I wanna run marathons like English princesses do.”
“I see,” the guard replied wondering of the woman was in fact a slimmed down Mitzy after all, she certainly seemed stupid enough. Not really worth writing is it? To be continued. Later that afteroon as they lay together while Boris went to the bathroom Mitzy and Alicia
