#405990 - With the visions of the afternoon fresh in his mind and her nipples pressing against him, he lowers her into a nearby chair. Her mouth gaps open further but before she can speak, his lips descend onto hers, teasing her senses. He could see each movement of her muscles beneath her dress and it didn't take long for him to put together what she was doing! He watched her over the hours casually turning her head, obviously scoping out the men in her line of vision; then she'd stop, stare intently, smile slyly, then begin running her tongue over her lips while her lower body began to ripple ever-so-slightly.
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Mr. ayase
The thumbnail straight outta starwars
Shamal
Dare u to watch it slow mo