Several months after her divorce, I met Donna at the mailbox, the mailboxes in our subdivision were all placed together, at the end of the cul de sac....I hadn’t seen Donna for quite awhile. Her dress was rumpled, she wasn’t wearing any make-up, her hair was disheveled, and she smelled of alcohol. She didn’t resemble the same well-dressed Donna I’d known for the past ten years. I don’t know why–maybe I felt sorry for her–but I asked her if she’d like to join me for dinner at a popular cafeteria. Dan held onto her waist as he picked up the pace, thrusting about half oh his monster prick in to Mariah’s slick cunt on each thrust, his balls slapping against ass as he did.Mariah’s hands slid down to her huge tits that were wobbling up and down due to the ferocity of Dan’s thrusts. She started to rub her nipples, occasionally pinching them, and letting out groans as she did.She then looked down to her pussy, seeing her shaven swollen outer lips spread around his huge black prick impaling her. More

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