DP, DPA, DPV on Busty Bitch at the Motel

Gee, I already told my husband I was going to the mall.

Otherwise there won't be time.

All right, then.

I'm waiting.

Hell, I've even played with my little toy.

Yeah, my vibrator.

You hungry?

Oh, that's good then.

I'm hungry.

Kiss.

Bye.

# Oh, I'm tea sick #.

I'll take my chances.

When I get there, it's all round.

Oh, you scared me.

Ow!

Am I here already?

Man, this is taking too long.

Speak of my husband. I did.

I know. I'm in room 263.

That's it. 263.

It is.

That's it. Talk to my front desk.

All right, then.

Just do it.

I want to put a lot of horns on that body.

All right.

Do you like it?

Come on, that's it.

Do you like it?

All right, then.

Oh, I got a vibe on the bike.

Come on.

Come, like it?

Ow!

Ow!

Ow!

How delightful.

What's up, cat?

Did you manage to turn off that horn of your husband's?

Is that it?

That's it.

You don't like it anymore, do you?

Don't you?

Yeah, that's right, right?

Okay.

No, but he'll be able to give a good shit, right?

It's now assumed.

You gotta say it all, hang up, old man.

But you're gonna let him?

Uh...

He's giving a good message, isn't he?

No.

Oh, no?

You want to live in two?

No, I don't think so.

Ah.

But you're going in, then?

No.

You're going into football town?

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