“I still want more of your c**k?” I said excitedly and his thick c**k still buried deep inside my c*m-stuffed p***y, twitched with the last spurts of his load. I could feel every heavy pulse as more hot c*m flooded my womb, mixing with my own squirt that had soaked the bathroom counter and dripped onto the tile floor in sticky puddles. My legs were wrapped tight around his waist, heels digging into his ass, holding him inside me like I never wanted him to pull out. My t**s heaved against his work shirt, n*****s rock hard and sensitive from being pinched raw.
“f**k, you really are a nasty little w***e,” Jake growled, voice low and rough. He gave one last deep grind, stirring his c*m deeper into my sloppy cunt. “I just met you twenty minutes ago and I already pumped you full of my c*m.
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