Emilio was due to return down river but Anton persisted. XXX An old acquaintance of his has arrived from the river with goods. A cock was sliding along my wet pussy lips and suddenly sinking into the gaping hole of my pussy left from Anton’s brief fucking. “I can’t believe I am trying to do this.” He looked at me concerned. It would have been a big cock if not for my experience with Anton’s horse-cock. I heard soft words but they didn’t register. “Fuck me! “I … I … was thinking … about what you said … what you were wondering … about … you know … a situation like that village … that tribe …”
“Multiple partners?” I asked. I was rubbing my dripping pussy over the length of his hard cock.




















