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She gently moaned, and her head moved up and down on my penis, her lips worked hard.
It was wonderful, I put my hand on her head and began to push her, putting her on my dick.
She complied, for a few minutes I just moved her sucking head on me, and then tried to drive the cock deeper.

I felt the head rub against her throat; she almost choked and I took out my dick from her panting, moaning mouth.
She was a good cock sucker, but she wasn’t a porn star.
I lifted her from her knees, pushed her onto the bed.
She lay down and spread out, willingly spreading her long legs.
I lay on top of her and drove my powerful organ

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into her, in her oozing hot pussy, to its very foundation.
It was hot, wet and very crowded.
She screamed from pleasure, and I felt the walls of her vagina contract around my penis.
I was breathing hard, fucking her, sinking down on her with almost all my weight, trying to move faster and drive her deeper.
Her moans drove me crazy, I violently pushed myself forward and down, and she moaned and squirmed under me.
I held her tightly, enjoying the feeling of her elastic breasts against my chest.
She grabbed me and thrust her nails into my back, begging me between the moans so that I could move faster and rougher.
I fucked and fucked her, violently and ruthlessly, and she screamed “Yes, like this, just like that!” – between moans and sobs.
I continued to fuck her, at the moment when she began to cum.
– Do not stop! she cried, and I continued.
Her vagina was contracting around my invading member, and it was so great that I could not hold back.
My testicles were perfectly ready; I felt this special sensation a few seconds before orgasm.
– I’ll finish now! – I warned.
– Only not inside! she moaned.
I pulled the penis out of her, and she slid to the floor, standing there like a picture of total submission: on her knees, with her mouth half open, with an expression of sexual passion in her wide-open eyes.

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My testicles were almost sore from anticipation.
“Give me all your cum!” she pleaded, mouth wide open.
I took her head with one hand and sent my dick straight into her mouth.
She tried to suck me, and I just fucked her in the mouth, helping myself with my hand.
After a few seconds, I was again ready to finish.
I took my dick out of her sucking mouth and began to discharge into her face, on her thin shoulders and breasts.
There was an incredible amount of sperm, she looked at me while I covered her face and body with white streams, and smiled like the last slut.
And again she opened her working mouth and took my mighty erection inside, sucking and licking me dry.
We climbed under a blanket and slept for a few hours, and the next morning I left her house.
This was the last time I saw this basement.
She left for Georgetown the next day.
I also met her, but in the summer, and this is a completely different memory.
Remembering Natasha, part two.
I continue to sit by the fireplace in my small house and remember the past year.
And again the most vivid memory is my meeting with Natasha, no, not the one during which we had sex in the basement room, but a completely different one, just as unexpected and full of life as the first.
Maybe even more full of life, I think, and I grin.
My friend Eddie and I went to South Carolina, to Georgetown on business.
That is, on the whole, we were not obliged to do anything especially there, and in half it was just a summer trip of two young guys.
To this city from the place where I live six hours by car, and we got into my new Nissan and drove off.
Arriving in Georgetown, we stayed in a small house that belonged to his relatives.
Fortunately, there were no such relatives, and the house was ours.
We slept well and the next day we began to think what to do? We decided to go to the city center and look at the girls (a more sensible idea, as it turned out, had not occurred to us for a long time).
I perfectly remembered that it was in this town that Natasha was studying in college.
I will not lie to myself that I would like to see her again.
But I knew that she now had a boyfriend and therefore did not try to dial her phone, which was still stored in my cell phone.
I was just afraid.
I was afraid to see her again, and to want her again just as it was then, on the New Year, while I can’t do anything with her this time if she is faithful to her new boyfriend. Www free live sex tv. Bigo live xxx.

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