Jackson collapsed backward onto the mattress, cock twitching feebly against his stomach. Grandpa Derek shoved Stiles toward him with a slap to her ass. "Ride your hubby's limp dick," he ordered, spreading her cheeks with both hands. "Give him a front-row seat while I split this ass open."
Stiles whimpered as she straddled Jackson—his softening length barely stretching her swollen pussy. "F-fuck me properly," Jackson slurred, but his hands trembled as he guided her hips down.




















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