Naughty America
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February 23, 2012
April O'Neil and Ryan Driller in I Have a Wife
Isolated in the remote, rustic lodge, April O'Neil finds herself alone with the one other bookworm after everyone else drives into town. His wife is gone, but his thick, straining erection is right there, tenting his pants like an open invitation. April licks her lips, decides his story needs a filthy adulterous chapter, and drops to her knees to write it herself. She yanks down his zipper, wraps her warm lips around his throbbing cock, and sucks him deep and sloppy, moaning around every inch while her tongue swirls and her hand strokes the base. Soon she's bent over the wooden table, skirt hiked up, taking every hard thrust as he pounds her dripping pussy, their bodies slapping together in raw, sweaty heat—each filthy moan and gush of wetness scrawling an explicit new page in his memoirs, complete with dripping, full-color illustrations.
