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Maria's big tits bounced around her chest as he rammed his cock into her cunt, grunting with the exertion.Maria bit her lower lip as she felt his rod slamming deep inside her, spreading her legs even wider to enable the stranger to probe right to the end of her love tunnel.But he was true to his word and after a couple of minutes began groaning in ecstasy as he began pumping his semen into Maria's snatch."Here you are you filthy fucking whore, I'm dumping my cum inside your dirty fucking little cunt. I reckon that will get through your impregnable defences."With a final thrust, he withdrew his cock from Maria's now glistening beaver."Thanks for your donation," she smiled.Hubby clapped his hands again. "Okay number two, get in there and squirt some more jizz into my whore wife, before anything starts leaking. We want her snatch filled to the brim the whole time she is being banged."The second guy, tall,and thin, looking like he was in his early twenties, stepped up eagerly and slammed. I asked her if she wanted to sit with her Mother. She looked a little confused until an older sister said something in French. The girl beamed then climbed onto my lap. She sat sideways on my legs, put her arms around me leaning her face against my chest, watching her mother nurse her siblings.Both of the little ones nursing from Michelle got down from her lap and wandered back into the bus. The two older girls asked Michelle if they could take some of the kids out on deck to get some air. They gathered about six other kids, and then went off to go up a couple of levels to the seating and open deck area of the Ferry.Michelle was wiping her breasts and nipples with a handy wipe totally unconcerned to be exposing herself to me. She looked up at me watching her and said, "Do you enjoy my breasts?" Yes Michelle. I enjoy your breasts."She scooted next to me then placed her head on my shoulder and hugged her little girl in my lap and me at the same time. Her exposed breasts were resting.
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