We kiss for a while. You tell me how good I look, and how you love my deep, soft voice and my gentle hands. We kiss some more, unhurried. I hold you c...lose, and you snuggle into my arms. We kiss still more. I caress your generous curves, and you feel my stiff cock against you, smiling knowingly as you circle your hip against it.Yes, you are taller than I, and I am older than you. And it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter at all. We kiss some more.“Sit right there,” you finally say. “I’ve been. I breathed awhimper through it. I worked my way to his head and held it with my tongue, licking the bottom of his head. His meat was sparkling from my pink, glittery lip gloss. I took most of his cock back, keeping the suction up and my tongue moving. I didn't know how high I was from the adrenaline until I looked up at him, moaning into his cock. “Unnnnnngghhhhh…..” The McDonald's doorswung open again and I thought I heard someone yell from across the street, but I could hardly hear anything. "It just sucks to be a commando," Brenda quipped as she fused the main gate closed with her infantry model DEW, locking it as permanently as if she had welded it--and Brenda was 130 meters from that gate."I like it when it sucks," Rene snickered."I want it to suck more," Trix completed the Commando Mantra, a psychological trick commandos used on themselves."The police are falling back and waiting for backup," Kandi reported. "Standard USR police procedure. Smart, too. They just have their 5.7mm. Par pakiza mere lund ko dekh wapas jana nahi chahati thi mera accha figure aur 8″ ka lund jo usake pati se bhi bada tha usaka mind fisal gaya tha to mai pakiza ke paas gaya aur bola ki aab jane bhi do aur maine use apane galeLagaya aur usake boobs dabana chalu kiya usane suru may na na kiya par mere khade lund se maine jor se dhakka diya usake chut par to usake burakhe se o dhakka usake chut tak pahuch gaya to kya, usane bhi fir chaluKar diya usako fir bahut kissing kiya usaki chamadi to bahut.