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Chapter 896 Doing It In The Car

Outside the car window, as the sun lowered, the twilight seemed to dye the sky as red as blood.

Maybe because it was in the car, all of Janet’s senses seemed heightened. She held the man’s thick c*ck and tried to guide it inside her. However, Brandon was far more well-endowed than most. In addition, the angle was wrong for the way she was sitting on him.

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“Why isn’t this working?” Janet began fidgeting. Beginning to sweat, Brandon grasped hold of Janet’s waist with both hands and slid inside her inch by inch.

“Ah! It’s… It’s so big…” She raised her head. His engorged member was fully inside her now, and the feeling of being filled by him made Janet feel like she could practically burst.

As Brandon took Janet in his arms, she groaned in e*cstasy, “Hmm…”

Just as the two of them were reaching the heights of e*cstasy, Janet suddenly gasped in horror, “Oh, no, we forgot condoms!”

use condoms, right?” Brandon patted Janet on her smooth @ssand said,

times they’d had s*x. Brandon

and began to thrust more vigorously

hands on his strong waist. Then she twisted her own waist, which was a bit of a struggle. Brandon’s b*ody was beautifully built, and if

ever let anyone

standing to attention. He grasped hold

home. In those comics, whenever a woman had s*x with a man, she’d always twist her waist up and down, or in circles. This would

move like the women

As she twisted herself, his member rubbed against the sensitive walls of her vagina, causing her to feel as if she was

were bloodshot. He swallowed and rubbed Janet’s bre@sts even

and enchanting, and her waist was soft

at the

entire b*ody. She trembled as a sense of overwhelming ple@sure suddenly took her over. She trembled

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