MILF sex 2

You married me and you know I have money. You say you are a rich guy.

All right, I'll give it to you later, baby.

Come on.

All you want is money to go shopping with. What the hell, man?

Yeah, you are my husband. Come on, pay for it.

I'll provide a nice house for you, give you a car, clothes.

Yeah, but I want the bed. I like it, the bed.

It's only $300. Come on.

No way, baby.

I mean, you want us to give up the house?

Freaking whore!

Everything promise, I came to here, I married for him, and he doesn't have money.

You left your husband?

Yeah, of course.

Are you crazy?

Here is my stuff.

Why did you leave your husband?

I don't care.

I don't care anymore.

I want to be with you.

You want to be with me?

Yeah.

Yeah.

This is not the first time you're telling me this.

This has happened a million times already.

You keep on calling me, you have problems.

I told you not to be with that guy.

How many times did I tell you?

I know, I know.

You never listen to me.

Yeah, I know.

I'm believed. See now you know you understand now you're crying back at me and wanting me

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