I was relieved I was not sharing with some big sweaty bloke. Her inner muscles fluttered and squeezed my finger. Japanese sex She was attractive, with a voluptuous figure and a warm friendly smile. “Me first,” she responded, reaching for the buttons on my shirt. My cock was still slick from her wetness and as I began pumping my hips it slid smoothly up and down her cleavage. Her boobs were soft, warm and heavy. It looked and felt amazing. She looked up at me, grinning, as her cami fell to the floor, revealing two deliciously large breasts restrained by a pretty but very functional bra designed to hold the weight. Moments later she cried aloud, writhing beneath me, her fists clenching the bedclothes as her orgasm burst and ripped through her body.
