| I could not get enough of her. She cried out that she was cuming a few times and the distorted expression on her face left no doubt that it was real. It was one of those times that the difference between good pussy and a bad fuck was very clear. She had a great feeling pussy. I bit my bottom lip and grunted as I used every bit of strength that I could muster to drive my dick into her. I was soaked in sweat as I went for the marathon. I wanted to turn her around and slam my cock in her from behind, ... |