#4287 - I clutched at his head, gasping for breath, and at the last moment, he pulled away and just knelt there holding my tool in his strong hand, stroking slightly. Sliding down the bed, I now buried my face in my new prize; that hot, sweaty, manly zone that was his most private. Instead, I lightly ran my finger-tips up and down the sides of his torso, over his arms, his smooth chest, the hard raised buds that were his nipples, and then over his stomach to his thighs beside me.
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Airi masaki
She fine
Saki kasukabe
What delicious