<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=248416.msg12401235#msg12401235">Quote from: JoanieSappho on 10-06-2016, 23:15:57</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Sekrit/futafaith_zpswqb199jg.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Faith Mercer<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Mall, Corrs' Secret<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Hoodie, jeans, trainers<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Hailey, Open<br/><hr/><br/>"So am ... am I." Faith moaned, barely able to keep herself on her feet let alone do more than simply take Hailey's thrusts inside her. <br/>Either less experience or more excited - or, probably, both - when she felt the shopkeeper's lips on her neck the reporter's body tightened around her, the redhead's smaller cock spraying their stomachs and the undersides of their breasts with her load and her feminine parts hungrily clamping around Hailey.<br/>She'd tried to keep quiet during this, knowing the shop was still open, but Faith couldn't help but call out loudly in pleasure as she came and fell backwards, Hailey held in both her arms and in her pussy as she collapsed until her wide ass was pressed against the opposite wall of the changing stall.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>