Don't rush, he whispered in her ear, lowering his hands to her hips. He rose to the waist, massaging his flat tummy with his fingers, and barely touching the top elastic of the panties. He sank down, bypassing the pussy, on the inside of the thighs and began to stroke between, still ignoring the heated pussy. Tanya leaned on me, massaging the penis with her ass, which I wanted to enter between the buttocks, but my wife understood the desire.
She fell silent again and I said:
Wait, I'll take off my panties.
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At this time, I was sitting on the floor in the toilet and pulling off my pants, stroking with my fingers this most aching hole requiring affection and sweet dick. I thought about what your penis tastes like, how warm smooth a large head it has, what it would be like, looking into your eyes, to walk along the bridle with swollen lips smeared with your sperm, and then along the wreaths with a soft relaxed wet tongue, lick the head, cover eyes, put your hands down, one stroking your chest, and the other inserting your fingers into the pussy, fucking yourself with them while you drive your cock in my face. What a pumped-up elastic ass you have, how great it will be to squeeze it when you stick me up to the very balls, how my lubricant will flow down these balls. And how else they will slap me on the big bright lips, causing shudders and uncontrollable groans. I think about your whole young tanned body about every finger: hands make me wildly excited at the sight of me, I know that they will be what I will allow them to be arrogant shameless demanding strong or careful and affectionate. You yourself are like your hands. Hands... Those fucking protruding tubercles of veins that you want to circle your tongue, breathe quickly and shallowly, choking with excitement while rubbing your flowing pussy against your shin. To feel with my lips tense muscles, stony in a spasm of contraction and tension, I know what will happen after you undress me to the end and your cock rested on my trembling stomach. Yes, you are a good, right boy who respects women and will never do anything against their will. And if I ask you, if I say that I want to feel what you think, what is read in your depraved eyes, when you look at my erect nipples under a sweater, lick your lips and try to restrain yourself so as not to fuck me right there in the elevator, when you carefully escort home.
Author: Anna Nimus, 2019 To be continued.
Eli agreed. They entered the entrance, Herc was excited and was already waiting for them to enter the apartment to seduce Eli. It seemed to him that she was filling her worth, she wanted him to run after her, but in fact she was an ordinary whore with a beautiful appearance.
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