India Summer’s Dark Desires Unleashed on a Massive BBC

I breathed in the relaxing cinnamon. But… XXX Then the buzzing left my nipple. Her tongue feasted on my pussy. “That’s good.”
My legs parted to let her work while that hot massager soothed everything away. Of course, he would do that. I squirmed on the bed, my heart pumping heat through my veins. I exploded in seconds. Her left hand would pick up rings, holding them up for my inspection. “Now this tray has some beauties on it,” the saleswoman purred, lifting up the next felt tray. I groaned. I had no idea pussy could have such a wonderful flavor. “And shoes,” she purred, grabbing my right foot and lifting it. It pissed me off. It wasn’t just vibrating, it was warm. The wand massager arced bliss through my body.