"It's about the perfect height to put the toy on to ride."He slid it between my legs and I suctioned the fake fuck tool to it. At the same time we bot... said "Perfect!"As I worked my tight pussy down the length of my ride toy he shoved his dick back in my mouth. "mmmhhhmmmm" I hummed as I moved my hips in long slow strides. He matched my rhythm as he face fucked me.My need to cum was growing rapidly so I grabbed the vibe and pressed it against my clit. I was teetering on the edge of an explosion. Raja ar Subir oder pant gulu khule kakimar dui hate dhoria dilo kakima etokhone bepar ta bujte pere hese fello edike ei baper tai amra tin jonei khub hotobhomvo hoye gelem kingkortobyo bimur obosthai darie royechi kakimai amader kache tene nilo suro holo chodon khela Raja ar Subirer leora kakimar hate dhorai chilo taiKakima khichte thaklo ar ama k esara korlo amar bara ta ber kore or mukhe deber jonno Ekdike ami bara chosachhi ae por dike ora dojon laora khechache ar kakimar direction moto amra. " she continued to coo in his ear. He continued with deep, slow, lengthy thrusts. Their tongues went back to fighting. Each thrust of his cock squeezed more cum out, letting it dribble down his cock, and balls, and onto the couch. They were covered in sweat, pussy, and cum. He ran his hands through his mother's tangled, sweaty hair. They lay there, out of breath, kissing and stroking each other. After she caught her breath, she rolled off of the couch and walked into the kitchen,. Michael’s eyes drank in the sight before him. Mandy wore a white blouse that was missing a few key buttons, a short red-plaid skirt, knee-high socks, black stiletto heels, and from what he could see, a lacy black bra and matching panties. To put it simply, he wanted to fuck her right then and there. “Not just my ass,” cooed Mandy as she sauntered in front of the man and sat down on the coffee table in front of him, “You’re gonna fuck my sweet little pussy and mouth as well.” She backed up on.