”“Lucky me,” she purred then groaned as Kurt pressed up to her from behind. She turned her head, her blonde hair and wedding veil rustling. They...kissed as I pressed my cock into her pussy. I shuddered, witnessing their love, my nipples throbbing against hers, my futa-dick nuzzling at her newlywed cunt. Shuddering, I thrust into her silky depths. Her hot sheath engulfed my cock. She whimpered into her husband's lips as I buried to the hilt in her.I groaned, her snatch clenching down around me. I. ...Recuperando ainda, veio me beijando com os lábios trêmulos, me deitou na cama e veio por cima me beijando, acariciando, esfregando sua bucetinha em meu pau, brincando ela foi encaixando ao mesmo tempo em que beijava minha boca, encaixou e suavemente começou a fazer movimento maravilhoso, ela olhava para o marido que pedia para ela me foder, com movimentos que foram aumentando cada vez mais, ela esfregava com força sua bucetinha em meu cacete, chamou seu marido para perto e começou a beijar. With a soft moan, she ran her tongue about the inside of the jockey shorts, thinking she could taste his young cock and balls on them."Oh, Johnny!" she whispered, spread her legs and stuffing his worn shorts against her cunt. "Oh, baby!"She began to piss into his shorts, leaning back against the water tank with her eyes closed. Hot piss boiled over her hand as she held his shorts there. The hissing sound of her piss sent ripples of excitement up and down her creamy, unblemished flesh. The. ”She took a deep breath, a sigh of relief and resignation combined, “Thanks for not telling her.” Nothing more was said for the few more minutes to the park.We sat on a bench facing the lake watching ducks paddle past, “I guess I don’t need start a conversation about the facts of life, do I?”“No, I think between mom and other places I know enough.”“Other places? Like boys?”Charlotte smiled slightly, she was becoming less agitated, “No daddy, no boys. Just my friends and movies and stuff.”I was.