This time it was more urgent. She lifted Pamela’s arse off the bed with one hand as best she could and drew her tongue the length of her cunt before...it rested on her clit. Lesley performed the same action several times. I knew her eyes would be half closed throughout her pussy licking as she always savoured being fucked in her arse. Pamela started to buck a little into Lesley’s mouth as she moved her hips upwards off the bed. She kept looking at me and then at Lesley. She was gritting her teeth. Fifteen minutes later they were at the gates to the catfish farm. Eddie blew his horn and waited.Wes: You see those cameras and the dogs. If you wanted to go in that compound uninvited you would need an armored vehicle at least to crash the gates.Eddie: If these two really were Swamp Dog alumni, there is a chance there is some heavy duty shit underground that would turn an armored car into an armored oven.Wes: Yeah that's what I would do. Here they come.What they thought were two men was. More

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