"Sorry... no, use your shirt or something," he sneered once again taking control.She had no intention of doing that, and did the next best thing. She ...wiped his funky spunk into her breasts, massaging it in like lotion. It might not have been her preferred choice, but it was a hell of a lot better than ruining one of her only tees. She could always wash up later, but the opportunity to do any laundry was a definite uncertainty."Where you headed?" she asked finally as he sat there with a somewhat. I’m 5’3″ Tall, average figure. My tool is 5.5″ And 4″ Thick. Yes, it’s very thick.One thing, except for name and location, everything in my story will be true. I’m proud of who I am and what I’ve got. I will not brag about anything. No, it will be as honest as possible. I am now coming to the story.I was in junior college, and my parents cut our cable as it was harming my study. But I was fond of TV and checked for every opportunity to watch it anywhere. One day I went with my mom to Mili. His assault on her pussy is firm, deliberate and deep.Her body flexes in his hands as she nears a climax. Her breaths become short and little squeals escape with each exhale. Jake is proud to be making this happens and he keeps his focus on her pleasure. The explosion inside her body drives her to continue reacting. Her body thrusts forward and back as she grinds her mound onto his face. He stretches hard to press all of his muscle upward. She pushes downward uncontrollably while pulling up on. ” I caressed and softly squeezed her tits and felt her nipples harden under my fingers. She moaned and arched her back as I played with her nipples. Her left hand moved down inside her bottoms as she started to play with her pussy. Her breath was ragged and she was moaning softly. Suddenly she stiffened up and gasped as she came, “Oh Johnnie!” As she came down from her orgasm I pulled her closer and held her. Her right hand wrapped around my head in my hair as she kissed my neck softly. As she.