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When I don't behave with your pictures....
Date: 11/2/2014, Categories: Masturbation, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: imornery81, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
of stale piss and… yes, it was there too. The salty taste of my cum as it was building into a flood within the swelling girth of my penis. I closed my eyes and I saw the form of her etched upon the inside of my eyelids. The only difference was she now moved and came to life. My cock was once again caught up in the vice of her pussy and pulled deeper and deeper in until I was buried to the hilt inside of her!! I began with the firm long strokes now. Imagining our hips, rising to one another, caressing and then pulling back only to reunite in delicious perfection the next second!! In and out, up and down: the sensations of our union were mirrored by the manual manipulation of my now raging cock! I was not going to last long. Not now. And my anticipation, need and desire grew with every thrust of my hips, every stroke of my hand. Every time my hand pounded down into my torso I imagined her thin body crashing down into mine. The sensation was so real and so gratifying. Now I was stroking quicker, with long full and hard strokes. There was no denying the need and the urgency threatened to overtake me at any moment. I was licking my lips rotating my hips as if I was between her lovely long thighs. I was driving myself hard into her cunt. I could almost hear the squishing sound of me pushing out the flood of her excitement. Her labia could not hold the cream, the nectar of her lust as it spilled and ran down the cleft of her ass and splashed out onto the cheeks of her bottom. My ...