Thanksgiving dinner has never been so spicy, cum be our guest

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I love thanksgiving baby, we all sit at the table as a incestual family and eat our favorite dishes. I love my meat moist and cooked well with a side of pecker potatoes with spunky gravy. How’s that sound on your daddy dick baby? I don’t eat all day in nasty anticipation for such a big hot spicy dinner. Saving my hunger for your large and in charge junk main dish.

I love sitting around our naughty table and watching my little one’s dine and fill their tiny tummy’s. My soiled clam makes my panties drip like a coffee maker, I’m soaking wet covering my seat before desert is even served.

I wanna face dive, mouth first in that hot daddy big bulge you got between your legs. I can see your large and in charge, a perfect breeder for for wild crazy circus bunch. Nothing’s better than a seman drip and deliver deep down in my little whore’s cervix. We’re holiday hookers paid with pregnancy.

Let momma throat that turkey dipped in thick gravy. Remember to share with the family. I need to be gagging and going perfectly blue, making girggling noises, always teacher these sissy fuck offspring sluts how it’s done.

Dinner’s hot as hell and we haven’t even gotten to that pumpkin pie. I wanna watch you coat my daughter’s throats too, sharing is caring. They prefer their turkey meat dry but are way more than willing to swallow that spooge, your gravy’s too yummy not go around.

Filling those twats and tummy’s all the way up let momma Honey put some whip cream on top of that apple pumpkin creamy crispy desert your hiding and holding out. Shove that dripping wet daddy dick through and make it disappear, I want my sluts to lick that cock tip poking out. Sucking every drop of your sweet sauce, There’s a reason we’ve been holding out, sticking you in the fridge for those leftovers.

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