Here he is – a man! Here is his male power! In my hands, in the arms of delicate palms, a pulsating hot cock. In my hands – a man. All.
I’m smiling. I touch his wet lips. I take it in my mouth, so my nose touches hard black hair.
I smile at the same eyes. You see my dear?
No, you don’t see. You covered your eyes with pleasure, and something hotter fills my mouth.
Oh, a droplet on the chin.
Here he is – a man. Here it is all – in my hands, in my mouth. In my.
Bliss!
I look like a white drop, smile. That dear, powerless? Well, lie down, lie down..
I am all the color of boiled condensed milk, I lie naked on a seasoned bed. He strokes my ass, barely touching the hand of velvet skin.
I leaf through a stupid magazine. Hot.
You get up and go to the kitchen. I ask you to do cold tea.
The glass rings from the spoon and pieces of ice. You bring two glasses, one give me, you put the other on the table. Then you go to the bathroom.
Water noise.
Oh, who am I, what am I for you, my dear?
You are coming. I do not see you, you are behind, but I feel the movement. You sit next to the bed, your hands touch my legs …higher and higher. You bend over – and I feel your breath.
Hot, teasing-it licks my labia, kisses everything, all side by side …Or is it your tongue?
God! I feel your movement in me! You Lick me as the most delicious ice cream!
I’m melting, dear.. Let’s.. Dava a-a-a-a-a!..
Sweet moan, fingers tearing the pages of the magazine#8230;Something else, I don’t notice anything, my eyes are watery …
You are pleased, your face shines around your face. You hug me.
Ah, who are you, what are you for me, my dear
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