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I found it harder to keep the binoculars steady as my stroking increased in pressure and speed in an attempt to keep pace with her lighting fart.
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I stroked my cock once again with one hand as I watched using the binoculars with the other .
Both hands reached down to the tail of the shirt and standing up she removed the shirt .
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Her movements gave me a good view of her ample chest and the creamy white softness of her breasts .
She couldn't truly get comfortable shackled to the bed with a anal plug imbedded in her sore ass .
Her manipulations rapidly accelerated, her chest heaved with her heavy breathing .
The binoculars were so powerful and she so close I could make out a small mole on the right cheek of her ass .
I saw a movement from the woman sitting on her balcony .
you put on my blindfold .
and my ass facing you .
I held the binoculars in one hand my cock in the other watching the older woman at the dressing table .
Here I found her laying back on her bed, the drapes were open and blowing in the breeze .
you stand up .
The woman sank into the chair, She was wearing a pair of shorts and a large men s undershirt .

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