Lycra-Clad Curves and Intimate Exploration
A slight glisten of moisture where the hood slides from between them to surround the little pleasure button and just the faintest wisps of honey gold strands that match what fell around her shoulders. XXX She slowed her pumping to long slow strokes as a second third and forth stream splashed upon my smoldering skin. She looked deep into my eyes as she stuck her tongue out and placed it just off my shaft, mimicking like she was licking it before reaching the head and wetting her lips as if cleaning up any she’d missed. Pressing her palms on my thighs she slid them up across my stomach and onto my chest.
