"Watch me, honey," Mr. Baker whispered. "Watch me, lover." Betsy's wide eyes were brimming with tears as Altemiss meekly did as she was told and lifted her head so that Altemiss could see. Mr. Baker held his big prick in his hand and was slowly, gently rubbing the purple knob of the glans against the parted lips of Altemiss's little The naked little girl gasped and stiffened on the desk top. The firm pads of Altemiss's ass clenched together and lifted her moist chink. Again and then again the man rubbed the pulpy head of his prick between the folds could see as well as feel the glans kissing her distended little clitoris and sighed happily as waves of
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