Mr. Rogers had never paid my ass much attention, which I guess is why it was so easily confused with his wife’s when I reach deep into the washing-machine to fetch a rogue sock.
He’s excited behind me, but he has no idea whose hole he’s licking. Read how far he goes before he notices that the tightness around his tongue is my ass and not his wife’s!
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