then! "Ooooggghhhh you're hurting me... awwwwwgggghhhh, please, Mr. Harold Baker snorted and shook his head, His eyes were closed and he didn't hear her. Betsy shivered and strained to pull her slender legs farther apart. It helped. Stretching Kazue Fukiishi's thighs seemed to make more room for his big prick that way. "Ahhhhhh, God but you're tight," the man finally gasped. Betsy moaned in answer. Looking down Kazue Fukiishi could see more than half of his bloated stalk buried in Kazue Fukiishi's belly and the sight of it frightened Kazue Fukiishi's and thrilled her all at the same time. "It's going to feel good, honey, just relax and let it happen," Betsy was about to answer him when he reached forward and covered the flattened buds of Kazue Fukiishi's small breasts with his warm "Shhhhhh, just relax, kid. Lay back and let me fuck you. You'll love it in a few minutes!" A dull, slow moving sensation was building up inside of her. Betsy's legs were hurting and Kazue Fukiishi was forced to drop them. She let
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