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I feel the pull of the high velocity of the mountain air. “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck…..I’m cuuuuuuuming!” I begin to shatter, shake, rock, and tremble with wild lust. My climax shatters me, and I fall forward with Bell still lapping at my facial pussy. She snakes her way out and holds me. Tears are coursing down my face, and I roll to fishnets my side. Bell is there holding me and huge tits purring into my ear. “Shhh, just ride the waves baby.” I watch her lips kiss my hips. I giggle. “We need a bed. I want round brunettes two.” “My little vixen wants more, huh,” Bell replies.I laugh and nod. Bell gets up and interlocks my hand in kinky hers. “Let’s go.” Her terror was all that facial was keeping her conscious. I brought my hand to my mouth and licked it off. CRACK! Judy’s commentary while her man is expertly sucking my cock has me close to orgasm but I am determined to last so she can have her way and fuck me while Jean Pierre watches. Her cunt writhed, milking my amazing cock. “Now look who’s talking.” she giggled. for a few minutes until her blood starved brain had We walk up to her next class. She went up and down with long strokes, using her hand to fishnets spread the spit across the length of his shaft. Finally, after minutes of dripping with anticipation, brunettes Heather watched as Kelly rounded the bend into view. I suppose farmers desperate for winter might work on their houses even in bad weather, but it seemed much more plausible that the storm had passed since there was no sound of the wind or kinky rain. The alarm rang at 6:30 a.m. huge tits and Becky Wilson rolled over in bed and stretched. "A bit selfish, aren't you?"