272. MY MOST PERFECT GIFT
ROUSSE
I feel like all the injustice in my life has been erased with the gift of this beautiful female writhing on top of me.
I can’t stop touching her, my mouth devours her soft lips, drinking in her broken moans.
I feel the heat of her open pussy massaging my cock with the unskilled movements of her hips riding me.
My rough hands grope and knead her tense ass, moving her so she rubs faster, with a rhythm that has both of us burning hot.
I love the way her body vibrates, the sweet scent that comes from her pussy, the taste of her sweat, of her breasts that I’m devouring now.
From the moment I saw her walking out of the room like a tempting little apple, I’ve only dreamed of eating her alive.
I open my mouth and suck on those puckered areolas, circling my tongue and giving soft taps all around.
Mnnn, I take them fully into my mouth and suck while my female moans above my head.
Her small hands clutching my back and scratching my muscles are driving me insane.
That virgin flower is begg