cutie chick Masturbating with Limousine

Why don't you go ahead and cum on my clit? Or you can cum in my pussy crack, if you want to.' "Are you kidding me? Just hearing you talk to me like that, I could barely manage to pull my dick away in time to squirt all over your stomach. Remember? Now I ask you. Does that sound like a ivanafukalot woman who didn't want me to fuck her?" "Hey, I can't help the way that I am. I guess I'm just a slave to my own pussy--just like you're a slave to your own dick, whether you want to admit it, or not. And you amateur know how I feel about sperm. So it shouldn't surprise you that, deep down inside, that naughty, not-so-nice-girl part of me wanted to go home with a big wad of Art's sperm up inside of my pussy that night. But, like I already told you, Art didn't even try to mount me that night, much less fertilize my fuck-hole, like I was ivana hoping for at the time." "Did he finger-fuck you at all?" "No. Not really. At first, he spent all of his time diddling my clit and playing with my pussy lips." "Hey, don't forget about that sexy little piss-hole mound of yours," Ray said, as he rubbed his fingertip back and forth against that small, puffed-out, spongy mound of flesh that supports my weird-looking urethral opening. "I'm pretty sure he felt that out too," Ray chimed in. "Yeah, he sure did. But what Art was doing was driving me crazy! I didn't understand how on earth a guy could be feeling out the crack of my skinny pussy for so long, and not be wanting to stick his fingers up inside me. I mean, I can't even finger my own pussy, without sticking my fingers up into my 'big hole.' "The saddest part was that I finally had to stop kissing Art, just so that I could whisper in his ear, and tell him that I wanted him to stick his fingers up inside me. "And even once he started fingering me, you couldn't really call it 'finger-fucking,' because he wasn't actually thrusting his fingers in and out. He was just moving them all around inside me, and feeling out my vagina--pretty much just like you were doing a few moments ago, right before you started fingering my G-spot, and trying to make me cum." Upon hearing this, Ray abruptly pulled his finger out of my vagina. "Hey, don't stop now! It felt really good," I admitted. "Are you sure?" Ray asked playfully. "Yes, I'm sure, silly," I replied, and was immediately rewarded, as I felt Ray's finger slide back up into my vagina, and then felt the tip of his curved finger begin massaging my G-spot once again. "I'm also sure that Art didn't know what a 'G-spot' was, or that such a thing even existed. I knew that it existed, because it always made me cum real good whenever I fingered that area of my urethral tube, but I had no idea that it was called a 'G-spot.' Heck, I didn't know that it even had a name." "So, did Art make you 'cum real good' that night? I mean, did you end up getting his back seat pretty wet?" Ray asked light-heartedly. "Oh God, yes! But that wasn't very hard to do, considering how excited I was. Now don't get me wrong. Art didn't make me squirt, or gush, or anything like that. But russian his fingering alone turned out to be more than enough to keep my pussy nice and wet, if you know what I mean. That, and the fact that I was playing with his sexy balls." When she survives the jacket of course. “Tina, Tina, Tina… you’re a grown woman now… you’ve dealt with lots of stuff and even if you're young, you’re way more mature than most 20 year olds. John really loved the roleplay with her sister as she kept pretending she did not want to shag him even while she constantly arranged for them to get involved in more and more explicit things. The dummy from out of town ivana that was rapidly moving up to their ‘exalted’ status as amateur a student. It seemed reasonable. Now MOVE. I felt the onset of her orgasm and her pussy squeezed my penis hard and I definitely felt the sensation of my semen traveling from my balls and spurting out of by now my well used rod and russian into Felicia's pulsating pussy. When Paula opens the door, there’s a whole heard of people. The elven man held his hands out toward the floating spirit and the karma flowed from them to the spirit. What can I say, I guess I’m a cock hungry slut after all... Julia, with the bulb grinding against her G spot was looking straight up in the air, her mouth gaping wide open in a silent scream with a string of drool hanging off her chin. “No. We’re not.” Phil finally spoke up. Wouldn't vaporize me, though might make a big damn hole.’ Shaking my head, I guessed I had no choice. He opened the door for Zina, she flashed him a thank you smile then turned to me, “Wow, you really did it up tonight; a car and driver?” Fair warning, we’re both weak.” I tried to joke. Every morning she loved to play with his cock, as it made her tingle a little of pleasure down south. Narrowing his eyes at her, he stared at her a few moments. I am the bully here?” Eventually, I left the bar ivanafukalot and went to the club. Glen Smith, from the Boston distribution center, brought his small, Italian wife, Rosa. Lena looked up at Sombra through half-lidded eyes, her lips parted, her breath coming in ragged and desperate, “I-in my mouth…” Lena whimpered hopefully and Sombra couldn’t help but grin. ‘Yes, I think skinny there was a compliment in there somewhere’ I said, ‘it just wasn’t obvious’.