Mama’s Womb Corruption 3

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In other words, since she had tasted a man’s cock once, she would feel more familiar with the shape of a cock.

A big cock and a small cock.

It was obvious which one a woman with her vulgar instincts would get turned on by.

“I can ruthlessly pound you with this massive cock. You can feel it, right? Which one does your womb want between that one and mine?”

“Gulp.”

The Elf Mama was swallowing her saliva again.

Her face had now become completely grape flavor.

Because she was making a face that was dyed with pleasure.

Now then, how far would that husband fall? The value of her husband must already be gradually dropping inside her...