Amateur Hardcore Pussy Pounding

Without looking at the man, she walked past and headed to the exit. “I really need that shag. So very, very wrong. Paul knelt on the floor, unsure of what to do. For speed and to avoid the heat we got the tube at Leicester Square and arrived at Waterloo. He spat a few more times and soon was finger fucking her arse quicker and quicker while keeping up pace on her clit. Paul didn’t hesitate. She pulled her face away from Pauls so he could get an eyeful. “Well, we’re going to try that again except this time open your mouth and use your tongue.”
She put her arms back around his neck and kissed him. A thank you for my first ever blow job. It glistened with pre-cum that pooled slightly as he rubbed the foreskin up and down on the helmet.