After the last stream of hot liquid hit her cunt, you sank back against the bed with a big smile, and I had to smile back.
"Wanna glass of wine?" I poured myself a glass of the cold red wine, and tipped the glass running a line of shocking cold down Jackie's ass and cunt, making her jump.
"Oh yes," your eyes said just how happy you were.
Handing you a glass, I made a toast, I know you'll always remember.
"Happy Valentine's baby. May every one from now on, be filled with more cunts than we can fuck. Speaking of which, you have one cunt to go." I winked and spread my legs for your already hardening cock, reaching over to sink a finger into Jackie's abused and swollen cunt.
"Mmm, better than candy," I sighed.
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