After the divorce, Leanne lost a lot of weight, got covered in tattoos, dyed her hair blonde, and made it clear to all of her son’s eighteen and older friends that her holes were open anytime they needed to blow a load.
“Any hole. Anytime,” she told them.
She hadn’t realized that “any hole” usually meant her asshole for them and that “any time” meant just about every hour of the day. Of course, sometimes they fucked her mouth, but that was always after her ass.
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