She stripped naked, then pulled the feather duster out of her bag and climbed onto the bed. She let the feather duster brush lightly from one wrist to...another, making a detour to Tracy's nipples, then let the tip of her dick and her nipples brush up and down one side of her body while the feather duster ran up the other side of her body. She slid the tip of her dick over Tracy's pussy and then brushed the feather duster over Tracy's bare, wet, twitching pussy as she batted the tip of her dick. She'd gotten rid of the old folks a lot quicker than I though she would, it seemed. Then I paused. Something wasn't right. I stopped and listened and soon realized she wasn't talking to me and she wasn't alone. I stayed quiet, listening, until they stopped talking and left. When I heard the door close, I finished toweling off and went downstairs for coffee.Almost an hour later, Ainsely came through the door. This time I was sitting there with the TV on, sipping coffee. “Wasn't that you here. More

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