Sultry Massage Parlor Passion: Alexis Crystal’s Intimate Encounter

She lapped with her flattened wicked tongue all the way up my closed snatch, lapping at the stretched tight clit, and back down over my closed pussy lips. XXX I was pissed at him. I hadn’t really looked at another woman’s breasts before. Cuddling her face into my neck. And again. We were lying on the floor. Begging for her. Thrusting. We walked through the mall talking about nature. Her tits were pushing my tits upward, rubbing them, making the nipples erect and sore. I could feel my pussy swelling, growing, secreting. Her fingers were wet with my pussyjuice, stroking my taint back and forth, driving me wild. The myth of the G Spot wasn’t a myth after all. I was shuttering when her fingers found it. 😉 Read 27513 times