I reached out with my hand and grabbed another ball, this time it was a green one and I wasted no time with lubricating it. The shape of a beak slowly fought its way inside me as I continued to push, the blue ball slowly making it back towards the outside with every push and relax. Sex I reached out with my hand and grabbed another ball, this time it was a green one and I wasted no time with lubricating it. My fingers turned over and over, the ball was quickly becoming covered in my spit and I was beginning to reach an orgasm. As my knuckles slid passed my stretching ring, my fingers managed to grab a weak hold of the slippery blue ball and I start to slowly pull it out.
I was two months into my new job as a mall security officer, and I was trusted one Saturday night to be left to be the last out. I pushed again, I could feel it’s circumference inside me, but the blue ball wouldn’t even try to come out. Read 15891 times |
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