<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">Scara's breasts were aching in there confine and with a grunt she moved her hands to the front of her shirt, expertly unbuttoning it and pulling it off, while still attacking Marcus's neck with kisses. Her large breasts almost popped out as her top went flying, now sitting in her guests lap with just bra, underwear and skirt. <br/>
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"Please, more..." She wasn't even sure what more she was asking for but she wanted it. Both her womanhood and manhood throbbed with lust as Marcus stroked both her areas. Her lips let out a small whine as one of her hands moved down and began unbuttoning Marcus's pants and sliding her hand over his own obvioulsy thick manhood. Oh how amazing it would feel.</span></span></span>