Pulling and clawing at the boy's bounding ass, Monique could hear the bedsprings screeching and squeaking under her. She couldn't blame them, she gleefully thought. They had never taken such a beating in all of the thirteen years of her marriage to Philippe. She only hoped that the bed could withstand such a barrage. It would be very embarrassing trying to explain its collapse to Philippe...
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