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- Stephanie’s entire body shook, completely pinning the stunned Kelly back against the headboard. She uttered a final squeak and her legs quivered, kicking weakly. Her pussy quavered, flexing and contracting in the crescendo of pink eruptions that blasted across her consciousness like finale fireworks. Her head awash with light and reeling from the pleasure, Stephanie was knocked completely Fat Beaver senseless. • • • “ Christ, Brian, you mighta blown her brain out,” Kelly remarked, dazed. Brian stiffly beavers rose, stretching his shoulders, and wiped his chin with the back of his hand, unable to contain a grin as he surveyed his handiwork. Stephanie had collapsed back against Kelly, and her naked legs still gave an occasional twitch and jerk. Her entire crotch was slick with secretions and saliva, her delicate-looking breasts heaving with each panting breath, her twisted nightshirt dimpled outward with the pinpoints of her nipples. A line of drool went down her chin, and her eyes were glassy and dazed… but none of that was what Brian noticed. “When Hairy Beaver did… Kelly, her hair . When did it…?” There The Bushy Beaver wasn’t a single strand of blonde left to be found in that shoulder-length fluffy tangle of Stephanie’s pink hair. “Oh my God,” Kelly realized, eyes widening in shock, yanking a hand out of her own jeans and absent-mindedly wiping them on the comforter. She swore, working her way out from between Stephanie and the headboard. “I, uh… fuck, I wasn’t paying attention… to that, anyways. Dye left over from wearing that headband seeped out even further…?” “I don’t think so,” Brian said, tracing a hand gently down Stephanie’s body to slightly spread the girl’s thigh. “Look.” That tiny patch of Stephanie’s Eager Beaver pubic hair was also now the same shade of vivid pink. Rubbing Her Beaver “What the--” Kelly began. “Stephanie?” Brian called, leaning over the girl. “Are you alright?” “What the hell’d you do?” Kelly asked, leaning in for a closer look. “You were watching the whole time, right? You Asian beaver 12 didn’t notice anything… weird?” “I noticed plenty of weird things,” Kelly rebutted, glancing him up and down. “You were like, melting muff there. She just came on your face, dude. “There’s still a lot I didn’t read yet, Beryl.” I love that.” She plunged two digits into my pussy. His swiping tongue. Hairy Beaver “You are a very exciting man for me. She let a Rubbing Her Beaver startled yelp of delight as he plunged into her again and again, stretching her tight passage to Asian beaver 12 accommodate his size. She beavers gripped the edge of the sink as she bent forward, biting her lip as she clenched her muscles, imagining his length sliding in and out. "You can say that again." “As Eager Beaver long as your father and I say so.” When the film ended they rose to leave. “Vasiliki and Pavel, you are Fat Beaver The Bushy Beaver most welcome. "Mmmmmmm," Patty moaned as her tongue strained to lick Henry's pumping cock.
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