Blonde Bimbos Have Bigger Boobs 15-Pack Vol 2
You want big boobs? Dumb blondes really do have bigger breasts. This hot collection has all the dumb bimbos you can handle. Moms, sisters, aunts, you name it. Dig in!
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* From A To D - A Brother Sister Bimbo Fuck Story
* I Slipped My Sister A Bimbo Pill
* I Turned My Shy Sister Into A Horny Sex Mad Bimbo!
* Breeding A Baby In My Bimbo Aunt
* Free Use 5: Knocking Up The Bimbo Bride
* Free Use Bimbos 1: Turned My Sister Into A Bimbo Sex Fuck Doll
* Force Breeding My Bimbo Sister
* Free Use Bimbos 2: Breeding My Sleepwalking Niece In The Bathroom
* Free Use Bimbos 3: I Knocked Up My Bimbo Aunt In The Backseat While Mom Drove
* Free Use Bimbos 4: Milking My Lactating Sister In Public
* Free Use Bimbos 5: Taking The Judge
* Mind Controlled My Bimbo Daughters
* Free Use Hypnosis Ring 1: Taking The Blonde Babe On The Bus
* Punishing My Aunt By Turning Her Into A Bimbo Hucow
* Free Use Bimbos 8: Slipping It To My 18-Year-Old Cousin On A Hike
When mom suggested we take a cross-country trip for the summer holidays, I was skeptical. But when she cheekily suggested we bring along her sister, Aunt Betty, I was instantly on board.
Aunt Betty was a 43-year-old sex pot. With large brown eyes, short-cropped black hair and the biggest bosom I'd ever seen on a woman, she was the stuff of my 19-year-old fantasies.
Mom must've caught whiff of something as she arched an eyebrow.
"I didn't know you liked your aunt so much..." She grinned.
My heart thundered in my chest like a herd of wild elephants traipsing through the jungle.
"Uh, I just like playing Uno with her." I stuttered and stammered, but mom wasn't convinced.
"Maybe we should bring your sister along instead." She teased.
"No!" I shouted, then cleared my throat. "I mean, that won't be necessary. You haven't been on a road trip with Betty in years. It'll be good for you two."
"Yeah, I guess you're right."
The day of the trip came. I offered to keep Betty company in the backseat as mom drove. Again, she gave me that raised eyebrow, but said nothing. How could she NOT see that Betty was the living embodiment of every young man's fantasy?
When we picked Aunt Betty up at her place, she threw her stuff in the front seat and gladly joined me in the back.
"Ryan!" She grinned from ear to ear as she opened her wide arms and wrapped them around my muscular body.