Balloons, streamers, a guy fucking her ass with spit for lube, and a whole line of them waiting for their turn.
“This is what an eighteenth birthday party is all about,” Lindsay thought.
“Damn! You’re almost as tight as your Lindsay, Mrs. Hammond,” Brent said from the other side of the room.
“Well, aren’t you the sweetest thing!” Lindsay’s mother said. “Here, let me suck your cock clean.”
“But it’s been in Lindsay’s ass and yours!” Brent said.
“Exactly.”
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