1. snatch-22


    Date: 6/16/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: fatmagicaltongue, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    can make it. I'm going to cum with you. Just a little bit more. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes... I'm there. I'm cumming. Cum with me. Fill me up. DO IT!&#034 Her screams and his blended together in a harmony of pleasure that made my cock lurch and a tear run down my face. All I could hear for a while were the sounds of labored breathing as they both came back down from their high. &#034Holy shit. Your pussy is like a vice when you cum. I've never felt anything like that.&#034 &#034And I've never felt so split open in my life. You don't go deep, but damn do you make up for that in width! Please, grab that pillow for me... Yup, slip it under my ass. I don't want to lose any of that cum when you pull out. Ready?&#034 One of them let out a slow whistle from the sensation of loss as they finally disengaged. &#034Bring that cock up here for me. I want to lick our cum off it before you go.&#034 &#034Oh my god. Gentle, it is really sensitive after I cum. Yes. Clean my cock. You're amazing, just amazing.&#034 Picture. Would it be the last one? A close up view of my smiling wife sucking a slimy, soft cock, covered in a mixture of cum. I could tell she was looking through the camera right into my eyes, telling me that I only had a few minutes before I'd be sharing the other half of that messy dessert. &#034How could I not? This tastes so good. Your cum. My cum. Mixed and frothy from that pounding you just gave me. I may not walk right for a week! You were wonderful. Thank you. Now go. He'll ...
    be home soon.&#034 I heard him dressing, excusing himself, and then finally the slam of the front door. The speaker crackled; she had turned it off on her side. I knew what was coming next. My heart started pounding. My palms were moist. The door opened and Nicki stood in the doorway. One hand held her purse swinging at her side. The other was snaked between her spread legs, fingers pinching together her outer lips. She saw where my eyes were focused. &#034I didn't want to spill a drop.&#034 She smiled a sinister smile. She was the cat who got the cream. She was also a complete mess. Her hair was sweaty and matted to her face, tousled and knotted. She was covered in a layer of sweat and dried cum. I hadn't noticed how warm it was, but she was flushed red all over and glistening, like she had just finished a run. The high school remark from earlier finally sunk in; her neck and breasts were covered in love bites, as were the tops of her thighs where the stockings left her exposed to his hungry mouth. The tops of her stockings were smeared with juice, probably mostly hers, as I knew where she was keeping his cream—warm and fresh for me. Her heels were gone, but even so, her feet seemed unsteady as she teetered in the doorway. &#034And now to finally fulfill your fantasy...&#034 She scooted over to the bedside, dropping her handbag, rummaging around on the night stand, discarding the monitor and the laptop to the floor. She leaned over, giving me a soulful kiss that tasted like ...
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