“You like that baby, don’t you?” I asked her while rubbing her clit with my free hand. “Oh yes, very much. If you continue much longer, I’m...going to cum,” Celeste said. I so badly wanted to make her cum. To prove to her that I could please her.To show her I could provide everything she needed. I could tell she was close to cumming. Her face became red and heated, and the muscles throughout her body began to tense up. Right as I thought this she screamed my name and relaxed. She seemed all out. He liked having him at his side in a gunfight because he was about as accurate a gun that he had ever seen and in some ways even more proficient with a gun in his hand than he could ever hope to be. The grizzled oldster was also skilled in figuring out which opponent was the most dangerous in a gunfight and would always take him out first when they were facing a host of enemies. Blackie was not the sort to be twirling his gun or even pulling it unless he was committed to doing serious harm to. He understood the meaning of Elsie's speech but waspowerless to argue otherwise."And then ladies, we'll just pop our little free spirit back in hisrightful place, zipped in his pencil skirt and locked away in his satinsanctuary. Although, we may dab his nylon with a smidgen of our perfumesand leave three deep lipstick kisses near the bottom of the seam,tantalisingly out of reach but close enough to sniff their glorious aromathrough the sheer, red-thickened nylon. Wouldn't that be such an. " Just a bit more." He held my hair and he forcefully pushed my head up and down on his cock. Drool coated my lips and trailed down my mouth. I tried to breath when I could, but it was hard to match the timing of his thrust. My eyes rolled back a bit and I started feeling light headed. The idea of getting caught had really turned him on, and he aggressively fucked my mouth to prove it. "Fuuuuuuck!" he shoved my head down until my face was nestled in his pubic hair. Load after gooey.