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My Mom's Boyfriend 2

Author: DarkNight
last update publish date: 2026-06-16 14:52:35

I gulped, nodding before I could even realize what I was doing.

He braced himself with both hands on my shoulder and instead of pushing me down to my knees, kneed my cock.

The air from my lungs burst out, hot and raw. White flashed only briefly while I crouched forward with a strangled groan.

“Fuck” I said out of breath but strangely, my cock hardened visibly, my cock head, a dark pink.

One hand moved to my neck, tightening hard and pulling me closer before his knees collided again with my
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