My Husband Fucks Me Hard In The Hotel, Filling My Mouth While He Pounds My Wet Pussy

As I lay there I could almost tell when she was on her way upstairs. Hindi sex I knew she hadn’t heard me come in the back door, walk thru the kitchen, then up the stairs to my room at the end of the hall. Her breathing even stopped for a few seconds. She whispered to me, “I better turn over if I am going to kiss you.” I rolled away from her just enough so she could turn onto her back. Her hands slipped to her sides as she helped me finish removing the nylon barrier that was covering her sweet spot. She said he still wouldn’t eat her pussy, nor did he want to enter her from the rear. He did, however, like the way she gave him blowjobs, naturally. I slowly began moving my attentions from her nipples down, around her midsection, placing soft, yet nipping kisses as I went.

My Husband Fucks Me Hard In The Hotel, Filling My Mouth While He Pounds My Wet Pussy

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