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Hungry for boysScott raised his knees, dropped them flat again. I knew he wanted to turn over, but I was braced, I was in my fuck rhythm. I could almost time my come, could feel it way off at the end of a long tunnel, rushing headlong. "My… nipples… Scott, please… suck my tits." Scott sucked a nipple between his teeth and nibbled until I winced happily. His hips moved up from the ground and I fucked him, fucked the stiff cockshaft that fucked away the softness inside of my pussy. Framing Scott's face with my hands, I dug deep into his mouth with my tongue, fucking him with it, straining to reach his throat as the slick sounds of our fucking grew more frantic. I couldn't seem to fuck fast enough. The rub of his lovely thick cock against my clit was fire on fire. Scott's fingers moved over my back, along the sides of my tits and under the soft droop of my belly to where my pussy was fucking his cock. I felt his touch there, shy again as he discovered the miracle of how we were fitted together, the wondrous wet stabbing of his prick as it fucked me over and over ...» | Код для вставки книги в блог HTML
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