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Ernie and The Magic Sex Pill
Date: 11/18/2016, Categories: Mature, Author: jaycox, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories
Ernie had Mabel Miller right where he wanted her, flat on her back in bed, legs spread wide and his face buried in her big, wet snatch. He was licking her clit for all he was worth. Mabel was happy as a high school girl in the backseat of her boyfriend's car on the night of the senior prom. "Oh eat me you naughty man, magic tongue Ernie. Oh Kee-rist Ernie you are the best. Do you like my pussy Ernie?" "Mmpf, aah, slurp mmm," said Ernie, clearly enjoying his work. Mabel enjoyed it too because about 30 seconds later she blew a gusher out her pussy, a seventy year old squirter mind you and clamped her legs on Ernie's head. He fucking near drowned. Next time he though he might wear a scuba tank. This old broad was hot! "Fuck me now, Ernie. You're the legend around here. Slam my pussy!" Ernie pulled back once he surfaced from her love juice pool that had nearly drowned him, grabbed his cock and leaned forward, found her labia and pushed. And pushed again. He stroked his cock a few times, it felt hard enough, and pushed again. What the fuck? Nothing. A limp wiener. Overcooked noodle. He was soft. "Ernie for Christ's Sake, fuck me, c'mon you old bastard don't tease me!" "Mabel, I..., uh, I don't know how to tell you but I... can't." "Can't what? Can't fuck me? You get me hot and wet between my legs and you can't fuck me? What do you mean? Ernie's mind was racing. He needed time, a back-up plan to get the fuck out of there with his reputation unscathed as the whore monger, ...