The Three Billy Goats Gruff (+ компакт-кассета)

She squeezed her thighs together, shimmying them, squirming as the jolts of electric pleasure surged through her body. Pussy-juice gushed out of her, running like hot sap between her thighs. She opened her eyes and saw all three boys watching her, and their ogling attention turned her on even more. She rolled her glazed eyes at them, her body spasming with ecstasy. "Sexy fucking chick!" Greg panted, jerking on his cock. CHAPTER TWELVE Jenny had hardly finished spasming when Greg rolled her onto her back on the floor and sprawled out on top of her. He had his legs between her thighs and he forced them further apart so he could stick his cock up her pussy. Jenny gasped as the hot, stiff cock began to fuck her feverishly spasmed crotch. Her arms and legs closed around the grunting boy, crushing his muscular body against her, hugging him tightly in an effort to slow down his thrusting. "Please, my pussy's sensitive!" Jenny gasped, and her eyes almost popped out as Greg's searing-hot cock kissed her G-spot. "Slow down, billy-goat," Skip said to Greg. "You're gonna blow your nuts before you've had any fun." "I'm having fun," Greg grunted, humping fast and hard, driving his rigid cock up Jenny's pussy again and again. "Feels so fucking good!" "Roll over on your back," Skip said. "Pull her on top of you ...»