<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)">Name:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)"> <a class="link link--external" href="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/77/68/c8/7768c85cfe08ed88c5029771a1eaf25a.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Heather Thomas</a><br/>
<b>Location:</b> Beach House -&gt; Downstairs Media Room<br/>
<b>Tagged:</b> <a class="username" data-user-id="34307" data-username="@Colonel_Liam" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/34307/">@Colonel_Liam</a> &amp; <a class="username" data-user-id="41027" data-username="@MsBloom" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/41027/">@MsBloom</a> as Sally <br/>
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Heather spent some time as a simple spectator, enjoying the show of Sally taking and riding Baxter's thick cock.  "It's big isn't it?"  She said, enjoying her voice of experience moment while it lasted.  By the time she started to grind and Baxter took her hair, she returned his kiss and eager kissed Sally when directed.  She had been tempted to ride Baxter's face as Sally had but she could feel his cum oozing out of her and wasn't sure he would appreciate that and the last thing she wanted was to be rejected after all this.  Instead she moved to Baxter's head and began rubbing her breasts on and over his face.  Letting him suck and nip them when he could catch them but not making it too easy for him.  She smiled at Sally as she began to find her rhythm, wondering if she would drain poor Baxter dry, she looked so determined.  </span>