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I am pregnant

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last update 게시일: 2026-08-15 18:38:43

Danny’s POV

He shoved his thick, veiny member straight into my mouth, the sudden weight hitting the back of my throat before I could even process what was happening. I’d never done this before, and before I could even blink, he was brutally fucking my mouth.

His nine inches pounded against the back of my throat. I gagged and choked, my eyes watering as his hand clamped down tightly on the back of my hair, ruthlessly forcing my head back and forth while I fought for air.

"Yes... that's it, baby,
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  • Accidentally Marked By My Mafia Stepfather    How soft your thighs are

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  • Accidentally Marked By My Mafia Stepfather    Wait the door is open

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