[ dressed,‘ Kylie moaned, trying
to hide the erection bulging beneath her pants.
Her mother entered, in the body of a teenage kid, and slapped Kylie's dad's rounded bubble ass poking out from under the apron. He squealed and shook his butt.
'Zis is what Exchange
Island isz zupposed to be about,‘ he said in a light
French accent. 'Zere are no rules but what feels good to you.‘ As if to demonstrate,
Kylie's mom knelt and spread the taut cheeks of her dad's new ass wide, then slowly licked up and down as her dad dropped the dough and leaned over the table, moaning.
‘Oh, yes, do zhat.'
Kylie's borrowed cock throbbed as she watched the beautiful French woman's breasts rock back and forth in orgasm. Even knowing it was