She reached for his butt cheeks, parted them and pulled him further inside to make him her baddest bitch.
I received him whole and never wasted an inch of him.
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It was a soundless moan almost as if she was choking in pleasure. He moved up and kissed some life into her and just then, he pulled the covers off her to slide into her.
He watched her as he lost himself inside her, listened to her body speak to him, and when her orgasms - for it was a double - came, he was ready.
He left a trail kisses on her back like breadcrumbs because from his experience, it was easy to get lost with her. This was for when he would be inside; for when he would want to find his way back up to her ears.
Her hands read his sharp angles like braille, tracing lower and lower down his torso as she slowly fell to her knees. He had awakened something in her, and she was even more hungry for him.
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His hand was under her and her ass was off the bed to meet him all the way to his hilt and unsheathed his dick to reveal her lips clinging onto his girth as he slid out just to ram it back in again and she was not ready for it.
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Don't you just love how you easily melt into his or her arms and at that point, everything is right with the world? Karigo and I get deeper into cuddling and how amazing it is!Instrumentals are from Hipstrumentals.net https://soundcloud.com/randypontiff/cuddlingus Don't you just love how you easily melt into his or her arms and at that …
Her cumming was often sequential from the angle she rode, how he lifted his hips up to meet her pelvis and sink it all in...
The view, albeit obstructed by her free-flowing dress, was one to die for. In retrospect, gave it all a little room for imagination.
His tongue swirled to the gyration of my waist as his dick part my labial lips and my clit touched his dickhead then the whole shaft ran under it.
I couldn’t control my panting. It was heavy. I leaned back, pushed his head deeper and let him have all of me.