<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">Name:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)"> Simon Anderson<br/>
<b>Location:</b> Walking the Beach<br/>
<b>Tagged: </b>Open, Amber<br/>
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Simon looked back over his shoulder at the house. "Oh, you don't want to go there." He responds, getting sheepish over the question. "They're sorta having a party and, well, I'm not really invited. So I left, to get some fresh air." He shrugs his shoulders. "I don't think they're really my friend. You know, they talk the talk but don't walk the walk. So I figured I'd go take a walk, find some other place to stay, while they do their thing."<br/>
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Her touch made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. She'd never touched him before. He glanced down her front once more, taking in her amazing body once more with his eyes, offering her a weak smile.</span><br/><br/><br/><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(235, 107, 86)">Name:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(235, 107, 86)"> Peter Anderson<br/>
<b>Location:</b> Beach House<br/>
<b>Tagged:</b> Open/Lea<br/>
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Peter grunted and groaned. He was giving it to her hard. So he tugged back on her hair even more, and started slapped her ass every few thrusts. He'd alternate cheeks and rub his hand over it afterwards so that he didn't slap her raw, but her cheeks were soon turning red. "Why don't you cum for me, slut?" He hisses down to her. "Rub that little clit of yours and show me how much you appreciate my cock in you."<br/>
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Anyone passing by the room wouldn't be able to ignore the fact that there was a couple having rough sex inside. Between the moans, the grunts, and the slapping of bodies coming together - it was quite a lewd scene, especially when you took into account their ages. Peters muscles flexed with each thrust, ass clenching together as he thrust hard into the MILFs pussy.</span>