For about fifteen minutes, I pounded her, my balls constantly smacking against her ass.Her moans turned to words. "Oh Jay, fuck... me... fuck... me..... Oh god, fuck me," as I felt her body convulse and come to orgasm time after time. I could tell Tiff was beginning to tire a bit. I stopped my pounding of her and set her back down on the chair. My cock was still hard. Tiff looked over her shoulder and licked her lips. Her hair was matted down and sweat was glistening on her back. Slowly, she. Je sentis alors un deuxième doigt me pénétrer et j'en fus tout heureux. J'ondulais du cul encore plus ce qui fait que le mec derrière moi retira ses doigts et je sentis son sexe se frotter dans ma raie et son gland appuyer sur ma rondelle. Je tortillais encore un peu du cul et, comme j'étais bien lubrifié et que le mec m'avait déjà un peu dilaté la rondelle avec ses doigts, son gland franchit ma rondelle sans difficulté et je sentis une bonne queue me remplir.Avec une queue dans la bouche et. Then I pushed her down onto all fours. "Give me your hair," I said. She knew what I had in mind. She gathered her hair up like a ponytail, twirling it a few times to make a "rope" out of it and handed it to me. "Now crawl to the bedroom so we can get on with this," I said, and I took off walking at a brisk enough pace, that I half dragged the girl down the hallway to her bedroom.Once in the bedroom, I placed her on the floor on her knees again so she could watch me undress. She had seen me. But Cindy, oh how he loved that body, how he loved sticking his over-active cock into her seemingly always hot, wet pussy. His cock stirred at the thought of that cunt. He almost felt ready for her again."Jesus," he mumbled out loud. Then he glanced at his wife, making sure he hadn't wakened her. He didn't mean for any words to escape from his mouth, but it seemed he was losing all kinds of control. But knowing he was safe, he smiled, and let out a little chuckle. His cock was stirring, God,.