The shouts grew louder amid the rushing torrent of gushing water. I could just see a sliver the kitchen’s linoleum floor, a puddle of water growing....��Fuck!” Clint groaned.“I’m sorry, Master,” Aunt Cheryl called, Clint’s mother was also our sex slave. “I don’t know what happened.”I reached the base of the stairs, the water spilling over into the carpet of the floor. I groaned as Clint darted into the kitchen. I reached the bottom, my pussy so horny. From above, a baby started crying. My nipples. Who really gives a shit?I got up and wiped my cock on her quilt and pulled up my shorts. “I will be back in the morning” I said as I walked out the door.I jumped into my van and selected the Palmer residence, quickly moving to Rosanna’s bathroom, I could see her in the shower. She was probably trying to wash away as much of my spunk as possible, I would not wonder.I checked the video footage and that was perfect, zooming in I was able to look more at her face as I had been fucking her. She. More

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