She was not one to act fully on impulse, she liked to plan her actions strategically. The grinding stopped suddenly. She got off and turned around, he... wet shaved pussy in my face. I heard only a few words, something about earning my reward. I was guessing this was no ordinary 69. I had to earn my half of the fun. I started slowly, kissing along her inner thigh, nibbling as I went as well. I didn’t want to rush right into the heat of things. She tended to enjoy it, but if I went too fast, I. But I was not listening her and wait for some time to adjust her pussy to my big dick. After some time her pain reduced and I started to insert more. After 10 to 12 pushes it completely went inside her and she started enjoying it and started moaning Ahhhh…..Ahhhh…Ummm….Uiii…..Ahhhh……… Then I started to fuck her slowly at first and she was telling bad words…you bustard…mother chod….bahen chod…fuck me hard….make me your whore….chod mujhe….chod…fard de meri chut..bahen chood… make me the mother of. When his orgasm has subsided, she pulled her mouth away and then swallowed once again, feeling the thick, bland cum slip over her tongue and down her throat. Karen rested his head on his thigh as she watched his cock soften. As it slowly descended, falling onto his thigh, she glanced up and saw him looking down at her with a smile. ‘Are you relaxed now?’ ‘Yes, I think so,’ he said. Karen watched his hand move down between his legs and lightly brush against her breast. Straightening up, she. " Well, I'm flattered, don't get me wrong, but he's right, you shouldn't be eye-fucking my jugs." Whoa, Lyra," I protested, getting up. "There's no need for that kind of language." I'm sorry, Ralph," she added, coming up with me. "Would another hug make you feel..." she said before she cut herself off. "I guess not. How long have you felt this way?" I guess since I met you, Lyra. You're fucking gorgeous," I complimented her, scanning her body."Now who is using bad language? I guess I won't wear.