Alison and Zara's Sunday Roast at Sally's - extra stuffing

I've got some more presents at the hotel.

So, let's get into it.

Wait and see.

Oh, I'm going to kiss myself so much.

Yeah.

Oh, it's very warm.

I have some shit for you.

I've got some of Sally.

Oh, yes.

Oh, come on.

Come on, dirty bitch, eh?

Oh, yeah.

It's beautiful.

I can't be cute, can I?

You're a big thing, can't you?

I just love having you, too.

You're a new horse.

Oh, yeah.

I knew you'd like it.

Oh, yeah.

Come on, sweetie.

Get in there, sweetie.

Right inside me.

Get in there.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Okay.

That's what we'll do.

Get inside me, sweetie.

Mmm.

Mmm.

There's a condom *** on you, so it's not that bad yet.

Let me know when you're gone.

Give me the ***.

Hmm?

Give me the ***.

Oh, look at that.

You just fit me like a glass, sweetie.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, I'm glad it's right inside me.

Oh, so nice.

So fucking nice.

Oh, look at that.

Allison inside Zara.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, Zara's gaping pussy.

I just can't fucking help myself.

It's just an incurable disease.

Who's in there next?

Oh, fuck it.

Oh, fuck it.

It's like a fucking bucket, isn't it?

Like a fucking bucket.

Oh.

Maybe hashtag that, Zara's bucket.

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