FILTHY WET DIARIES
My tongue pushed into his mouth, demanding.
His hands gripped my ass, squeezing the bare skin under my short mini skirt. I rocked against the hard ridge of his cock, grinding my already soaked pussy along his length through his pants.
We kissed like we were starving and our lives depended on it-wet, messy, as I bit his bottom lip, and he groaned into my mouth.
While he held me up, one of his big hands slid from my ass, slipped under my skirt, pushed my panties to the side, and pushed two thick fingers straight into my dripping pussy.
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