She could feel his semi-erect cock rubbing against her. The knowledge that at any moment someone could come in and catch them only made the moment mor... intense. She never saw him close the door or put the “Closed for Cleaning” sign up outside. She wanted him and he wanted her. His strong hands clasped her ass cheeks firmly and pulled her towards him. They locked in an impassioned kiss as steamy as the room itself as their hands explored each others body. Lost in lust and abandoning all. Karib 5 min tak vo aise hi karti rahi..me-ab chod de kutiya nahi to abhi nikal jayega..tera to muh bhi chut ki tarah garam hai sali..sonal (muh se lund nikal kar)- wahi to main chahti hu..pehle mere muh me nikal do..baad me chut se milan karana..zyada der tak chod paoge.Me-jaise teri marzi vaise bhi tujhe zyada experience hai chudai ka..phir lagbhag 3 min tak usne aur choosa aur mein jhad gaya uske muh me..sali ne ek boond bhi bahar girne nahi di..pura sperm gatak gayi..mera lund dheela pad. It was the same scent that Rosa had worn. He looked at the picture on the dressing table. The only tangible proof he had that just over a year ago she had lived. He closed his eyes and once more started to play, letting his fingers find the familiar notes. Again, he could smell the fain odor of perfume and heard a familiar laugh. He put down the instrument and wondered if he was losing his mind. The door opened, interrupting his thoughts, “It’s time, Mr. Vincent.” Without speaking, Allan handed. I wrap my fist round my penis shaft and begin to pump, smoothly, rhythmically, full length from my pubic hair to my cock head. I tug and stroke my foreskin. I slide my hand right up over my big round so sensitive penis head and I catch the base ridge of my cock head with the ring of my thumb and forefinger just how you do it for me. As I masturbate I close my eyes and remember your breasts swinging above me with the rhythm of your smoothly pumping hand on my shaft and your spare hand lovingly.