The Chase For That Perfect, Tight Black Booty Is On

I pushed her to her knees, and my dripping cock was in her face. Indian sex I stopped, held myself still deep in her quivering asshole, and the only thing we felt was only movement was the thud of my pulse. It was not a dance but a relatively dry humping with clothes on. Worth more than all the goddesses and angels in the world. Karen related she had a rough week and needed to loosen up and have some naughty fun. The feeling of her being fucked was one that she barely registered that I was fucking her sweet ass hard. With a roar of masculine need, Karen pulled back a fraction, grazing my cock against the sensitive wall of her tender ass. Karen’s body was too lost in the rough and tumble of sex and restrained force to voice an objection.

The Chase For That Perfect, Tight Black Booty Is On

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