“Are you about to cum?”
Paul simply looked down at her with guilty look in his eye. Eporner Yet Marcy kept her cool, guiding it calmly to her slit, and then shifting her hips just enough to take his cockhead inside. Just then, Marcy briskly padded back into the room, dressed once more in the tight mauve sweater and jeans she’d been wearing earlier in the morning. But that lingering reluctance could never last in air so thick with the odors of their throbbing sexuality. Her head was slumped over his left shoulder; all her energy was concentrated in her frisky hips. Ah!” she yelped, as Paul continued to pound her seizing cunt. Within minutes the room was deathly still. Her right breast and mons still tingled from the post-coital fondling Paul had been giving them mere seconds ago.
