Facesitting

Facesitting

A chorus of mumbling, pussy a few scattered shouts of “Yes, sir!”, and lots of silent, nervous nodding. I know that’s what happened, because I can always feel the sperm slowly traveling up my urethra, right before it oozes out of my piss-hole. “Yeah, going for a walk on the beach. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him as tight against her body as she could, trying to have all of him against her, and in her, at once.

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