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Working the button loose she rolled her hips in a circular motion as she drew the zipper downward. Wriggling her hips from side to side she peeled the pants down off her hips, never losing time with the music. Finally she had the jeans removed, leaving her clothed in nothing but her white ankle socks and a tiny pair of lavender-colored panties. Hooking her thumbs into the waistband, she started to work Hidden Cams the panties downward off her hips when I noticed the colorful image printed on the crotch -- My Little Pony. “Stacy - leave them on!” I urged. “The cute pony logo is just perfect!” She looked down and grinned in agreement, happy to keep some small illusion of her dignity that the panties might provide. She continued to dance, turning away from me and tugging the thong of her panties up tight so that it disappeared into the firm crack of her ass. I focused the camera in close, imagining the incredibly sensitive flesh the g-string of her panties was grinding against as she continued to gyrate. She turned back fetish to me, hips continuously in motion. She closed her eyes, swaying amateur with the music. My camera, still focused in close on her loins, revealed a darker spot on the cottony crotch of her panties. Slowly the stain grew in size, glistening with slippery wetness. Barkley snorted and stomped a hoof, no longer content to be ignored. Stacy turned and sauntered over to the huge animal. He gazed at her with a wary look as she approached, her hips rolling like a belly dancer. But the huge black stallion held his ground as she drew near, bringing his head around so she could pet his powerful neck. His nostrils flared, picking up an interesting smell. I inhaled deeply also, picking up just a hint of the alluring scent that played across the stallion’s acute senses. Stacy turned towards me as she danced and I could see that the syrupy stain on her panty crotch was spreading relentlessly. The stallion had picked up on the irresistible odor of wet twat that wafted from Stacy’s wriggling loins. It held a universal appeal across the entire animal kingdom and it didn’t matter if the source was horse or human pussy. “Fuck,” Lori cried out, “fuck...yes...” “It was a letter from Droughtius; he didn’t seem to happy.” Yavara said, “Some people high up were worried that the army was too politically segregated, so they reorganized the regiments. I know it'll feel incredible.” He walked over and grabbed the right arm and leg of the blonde. He gave one a sharp tweak causing Rachel to yelp and scowl. 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She is a typical teenager, and I am sure she thinks back to when she had spent many nights fingering her pussy while wondering what her Dad might look like nude. She chewed on her lip, then ever-so-slightly, she shifted her hips forward. Walking over to the mirror, I can feel my breasts just jiggle and jiggle inside the bra. They both kissed me and thanked me once again. Look, what Maggie did was fucked up, and she deserves a swift indian kick in the cunt for what she did to you and other guys. Get me ready for your big, hard futa-cock.” Alice’s mum was a trained dental nurse. “Yes!” she moaned and then fell down onto her hands and knees like a good sister-bitch. Cum!!” I moans softly yet rough as my body jerked and my pussy finally explodes from an orgasm. He pressed forward until her felt the bottle inside her cervix clang against the wood post in her bowels. He got up, wiped his cock with the towel on the bed, dressed then left. 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