I held on as long as I could, thrusting in and out, rubbing her clit in circular motions at the same time. Then, I erupted within her, cum spurting ou... and filling her. That moment was one were words could not be put to. We held that position for a long time, not wanting to let go. I was aware that her buttock was against me, my right hand on her breast and left hand on her tummy. Her cheek was next to mine, her breath shallow. Our cum dripped out, coating the inner side of my thigh. She. Unhone meri chut muh me bhar li aur apni jeebh se paglo ki tarah chatne lage.Mujhe unka land chusne me pehle to ajeeb laga par shayad apne mama ke saath hone se ya kisi kea a jane ka dar ya unki jeebh jo meri chut me thi uska ehsaas, mai bas unke land ke chusne lagi. Munhe land chusne me bada maza aa raha tha. Main unke land ki skin ko thoda sa peeche karke apni jeebh se unke tope ko chat rahi thi, fir dheere dheere chatate hue use apne gale ke andar tak le gayi. Halanki wo kafi mota tha aur. "Could you give me a call when you fill the coffee can? How long do you think it will take?" Well," replied Harry Dangaphippe, "That depends if you just want me to fill the can with just the spit from the trumpet's spit valve produced when I play my trumpet, or can I just spit in the can?" "I want it from the spit valve," replied Richard Widemouth in a firm and serious voice."Ok," replied Harry Dangaphippe. "Sometimes my friend Leroy Shempkowski borrows my trumpet to impress the lady who. .the day had arrived that we were to meet. Though having shared desires, fantasises and arousing each other via the ethereal medium, we had agreed that there was no pressure for this meeting to be other than an opportunity to meet and chat together face to face, but also agreeing that there was no need to prolong our waiting if we both felt the same in person as we did when messaging. What would be to point or reason to not indulge ourselves in mutual pleasures, if we both felt it was.