I love them. I love fucking their doughy asses and I love when they scream for me to plow deeper and harder. I usually take them out for a nice dinner at Olive Garden first, then back to my place for some wine and a Joan Crawford movie (Autumn Leaves usually does the trick)...then the incessant fucking begins. They are insatiable.
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