“You … you don't think less of me, do you?” she asked . I pressed my hands into her breasts and massaged them. She tightened around my cannon
. . I heard an amateurish sucking sound, the sound of a teenage girl giving first head
“You … you don't think less of me, do you?” she asked . I pressed my hands into her breasts and massaged them. She tightened around my cannon
. . I heard an amateurish sucking sound, the sound of a teenage girl giving first head
Classic sex scene Splosh 20th Anniversary
Impossible. My tongue felt swollen and heavy and stupid and ponderous, as I did
. And she heavily hinted that this would be a great weekend to do it!
Friday night arrived and I drove home with a raging hard cock, Beth text me to say that she was stuck in traffic but she was so horny that she had started to play with herself as the cars crept along. Many a time did we nearly have our dinner dropped in our laps as the waiter noticed
Beth could see my disappointment in the weekend and promised a great session Sunday night after they left.
. Then, you lay down with your back on the bed and spread your legs wide
You moaned loudly and then grabbed your boobs. "Fuck me
. Once she was able to compose herself she quickly stuffed the phone back in her purse
“You … you don't think less of me, do you?” she asked . I pressed my hands into her breasts and massaged them. She tightened around my cannon
. . I heard an amateurish sucking sound, the sound of a teenage girl giving first head
Classic sex scene Splosh 20th Anniversary