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A Backyard Adventure 6

Author: DarkNight
last update publish date: 2026-07-29 00:12:53

“Fuckkkk” I screamed as the fat object entered my rear, opening me up while my walls stretched to accommodate it.

“Rrrrrrr” I growled, stroking my cock. “Bernarddddd” I cried out, head lolling sideways.

“Yes, baby. Take all of it. I'm going to split you open so bad, you never get enough”

I clenched my teeth hard at his dirty words, hand moving faster on my rock hard dick.

“How needy are you, Tee. Can you take more?” He whispered seductively while I nodded my head frantically.

“Moreeee” I gro
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