<strong>Moussad ~ there are tubes and boobs</strong><br/><br/>Moussad entered and sat in a over stuffed chair. He patted his chest for Madison.<br/><br/>“Come here.”<br/><br/>Vern dug around in the chip pile for his sandwich. A moment later it was in his hand as he watched the game on the edge of the seat.<br/><br/>“No score yet… good.”<br/><br/>“How is it you here?” Moussad asked.<br/><br/>Vern shot a thumb in Evie’s direction, “Lousy aim.”<br/><br/>“Oh,” Moussad remarked not sure if he wanted to know any more.<br/><br/>In fact Moussad wanted to get his hands all over Madison and pick up where they left off. He was just waiting for her to get in his lap. It was her ankle that was sprung not her pussy.