Dirty Little secrets
I grabbed her ass with both hands, pulled her down so we were grinding slow.
She sat up suddenly, yanked her sports bra off, and Jesus Christ her boobs. I just stared.
“Stop drooling,” she said, smirking, then grabbed my hands and put them on her chest. “Massage. Now.”
I obeyed like a good little disaster.
She moaned when I squeezed, head tipping back, hips rolling against mine. She yanked me off and sucked my titties, her tongue was so soft and swirly I was going to moan out loud, “stop ..stop…this is too much.
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