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Back and forth you moved, squeezing, caressing, grasping my hardness with those well-conditioned muscles that resided in that crimson cavern between your tanned thighs. Porn video Your hair was slightly disarrayed and your clothes were disheveled. I plunged in, pushing all the way to the hilt. There was an on/off button, and then there were three additional buttons labeled “Slow,” “Medium,” and “Fast.”
As I looked directly into your eyes, I pressed the “On” button, followed immediately by “Fast.” I saw you react with a start. It was several minutes before you were able to regain your composure. “You did well,” I said. That smell, that animalistic, primal scent, stirred my need for you.