How is it possible to be derived of pleasure and having a delirious euphoria at the same time? Well, this man makes it possible.
I watch him crown his thick length with a condom, rolling it over. He comes down on me and his lips glistening with my juice crashes against mine. I taste me in his mouth. I kiss him hard and hurried, and he groans, taking his tongue into my mouth, kissing me too, taking control of how our lips rub and move in sync. I’m left moaning to his hot kisses.
I slide my hand down his hard abdomen, moving it further down to the trail of his slippery hair and then—his hard, hot meat. Something I want really badly in me. My p***y’s so wet and needful for it. Clenching.
He grunts in my mouth while my fingers brush his c**k. My eyes squeeze shut as his engorged tip rubs ag
