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He sat back up and said "I've been waitinf for this so long." He started running his hand up and down my leg while I was still trying to realise the f...ct that he had just kissed me. He asked me if I was okay. I just told him that I had never thought that he had seen me as anything other then just a friend. I told him that I wanted him so badly and he kissed me again and this time I gave into it.We ended up in his room and I got to see his cosk. I was so surprised. He was about 8 inches which. It came in great quantities, more than she ever expected. It filled her mouth over and over and she sucked it down without losing a drop. Her body began to tremble as a strong climax rushed through her. Finally, Ryan’s hips slipped back to the seat as his breathing slowly returned to normal. Cindy continued to suck his rapidly deflating penis until he pulled her head up. He looked into her eyes and saw a strange look and then she whispered ‘Thanks.’ Ryan said, ‘You’re welcome,’ not realizing. I'd call it pensive, except that my thoughts aren't really coherent enough for that. It's a sit-in-front-of-the-fire day, and my spouse and the cat and I are doing just that. She's on one couch reading today's New York Times (my wife, I mean, not the cat), and I'm on the couch opposite her, my laptop on my lap, the cat between us at a comfortable distance from the fire. I know that if I put my hand down on the cat's belly, a reliable compass for telling which direction the fire is in, as if. The sound of my body being repeatedly slammed against the table was probably heard out into the front of the store. I started to cum quickly as I surrendered myself to a mind blowing orgasm."FUCK ME... Don't stop! YES," I found myself screaming through my fucked filled haze. Mr Kwan just kept on fucking. His breathing was heavy as he was tiring out. He refused to quit. Pulling out he turned me over and nearly lay on top of me to fuck me some more. His fat body nearly crushed me, but his cock.
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