My hand rounded between her legs, and I could feel a slight dampness in her pantyhose, she pressed my hand harder against her body, and moaned. Xanti. . “Like a glass of something?” I asked Bev. He told me my virgin ass was his and I felt like panicking but was also excited. I felt like I was drowning in his cum as he slowly backed out as he milked every last drop into my wide open mouth. Her kiss wasn’t like the ones she gave in church, not just a peck on my cheek, but her mouth was open, I could taste her warm breath. Yes it was. Bev had her eyes closed. After we had a quick shower we were back in bed cuddling under a sheet. And of course he needs a big cock
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