She told me how she once sat down with a pussy on the coach's face, and he exhaled into her with fright.
And she stood facing the mirror that stood by the bedside table, and he set to work.
liveartbcs.com/zambia/17-01-2022-1. Wow... Ella expressed her joy.
“I work with all parts of the body,” Slava said. - We can fuck while my parents are gone, and we will say that we go to the lake to swim together. Vano and Vika won’t get off each other anyway, we won’t see them soon,” he suggested.
Natasha came out of the shower completely naked, and as she walked to the bed, Artyom shamelessly stared at her crotch. Lifting the blanket to dive under it, Natasha noticed a large erect cock. She lay down on her side, and pressed her bare ass against Artyom. He flipped the floor lamp switch, after which only the light of the bright moon illuminated their bed. Artyom hugged the girl, began to gently kiss and bite her neck, while below his cock rubbed, and the delicate skin of the inner surface of her thighs. Natasha melted into his arms, her pussy flowing, feeling the closeness of the excited man. Finally, she lay on her back and hospitably spread her legs. Artyom covered her with his body and began to passionately kiss his partner, thrusting his owl tongue deep into her mouth. Pressing the trunk of the penis to her wet labia, he, without entering, rubbed against the vagina, moving up and down. Finally, he groped for the entrance with his head and in one confident movement entered the cock into the vagina to its full length. Natasha, whose mouth was still occupied by his tongue, groaned stifledly. She felt his entire volume inside. She felt his balls beat rhythmically against her crotch.
When we first met, he said he wanted to kiss me. I didn’t have time to say a word as his tongue worked all the way in my mouth, and his hands surrounded me with great force, probably got it. I wanted sex so much at that moment and my panties were already wet.
We drove up to a village house, the light was on, he invited me to warm up and drink tea with my grandmother, alcohol in the body did not prevent this. we went into the yard, there I saw a man, he was holding a dog that was barking at us. The dog was big, but I didn’t make out the breed, something between a Moscow watchdog and a German shepherd, or maybe it was a Central Asian, it somehow eluded me ... we entered the house ... and then my driver changed. He abruptly switched to \\\\\\"you\\\\\\", grabbing my shoulder and told me to hurry up and close the door to the street, otherwise I'll let the cold bitch drunk, although about a second before that I sobered up. He dragged me across the room, sat me on the bed and in a calm voice explained that after we had sex he would take me home. Out of fear, I couldn’t even answer anything, although I always imagined that if I got into such a situation, I could always fight back ... His calmness and quiet voice frightened me most of all.
What if I come with a friend? why did I ask.