The first spurt went straight up the midline of Kimberly’s face, laying a cord of jism from the tip of her cute little nose, between her eyes, up along her forehead and into her hair. Porn We left the nursery, and when my wife and Gary made their appearance a minute later we were sitting at opposite sides of the living room, sipping wine and talking about the weather. I’ve wanted that fucker inside me ever since Sheila first described it to me.”
I wish I could say that this mention of my wife’s name made me flinch with guilt, or pause or hesitate or falter in what I was about to do, but it didn’t. “Come up here,” she said. “Y– ye– yes,” Kimberly stammered, the word squeezed out of her in the fast rhythm of my thrusts.
