Out. Rolling her hips around, swaying them as she began to pick up speed. Riding my thick hard cock as it slipped back and forth, in and out of her ti...ht wet cunt. My balls were tightening, as my cock was covered in her wet gooey juices that trickled down the foreskin to my balls.I breathed, heavier with each ride she took upon my cock. Bouncing away, harder. Deeper inside of her. Her breasts shaking. Clanging against each other to the soft sounds of skin touching each other with some soft. Late thirties. A little overweight but masculine. I make a bit of small talk as we move to the bedroom. He interrupts me to say – ‘Don’t you remember? I was here six weeks ago.’ No, I don’t remember. I cannot for the life of me remember that or him. I say of course I remember him but no time is wasted and in a matter of seconds his trousers are at his ankles and his cock in my mouth. I give him my best though I can tell he’s over-excited. I try to delay him by moving to his balls but, if. I'll be attaching an extra thick chain to that collar of yours and your hands will be locked in mitts. I might even bind your ankles with something. I haven't decided yet.”James blushed and his face slowly entered a sheepish grin. The thought of another bondage session, however mild, aroused him quickly. He responded playfully, glad that the conversation had shifted to something lighter.“That seems like a lot of work just to secure me for a brief meeting.”Bayonetta's eyebrows rose as she. "So much fucking better. Now fuck me... please," her voice sounding increasingly more desperate and slutty.She felt Damian's hands move to grip her panties and rip them off. The sound of the lace shredding had become a familiar favourite sound of hers, almost more than the sound of rain on a dark lonely night. He tossed the torn panties onto the floor where he would later add them to his ever-growing hoard that he hoped one day to proudly show her husband. She felt his cock slam hard and bottom.
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