Scottish slag

Pure burst this wee dirtbox, she was gagging for it. Frothing she was, wet floor signs under her ham wallet (safety first) I pulled her skants down and got a peek at her mouldy ham wallet, it reeked of shite but that throbbibg clit geein me the eyes wiz too much. I whipped my banger oot and skelped it oaf her arse. The durty cow was loving it. Wack me again she said. So I jabbed her in the tit. Boy did she enjoy it. Her whispering eye started gawking at mw and I couldnae take it any longer so I launches it up her fanny and started geein it yaldi. She was moaning like a bird on her period. Fuck me harder ya cunt she screamed. I went to town on this dert like naebodys business. Her minge was wide as the clyde. Was like flinging a sausage up a close.i wisnae caring though. My baws were bluer than a rangers fan. I was gonna bust a nut into this fuck piece no matter what. The end was near, I could feel the nut butter rising, only thing for it was to gee her a squirting never seen before. I pulled my walloper out and like an ak-47 shot the good stuff aww over her back . reality soon kicked in and I realised I had pumped a pure munter. Fuck it though every holes a goal I says so I wiped my boaby on her clothes, pulled my skants up and legged it down the boozer.

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