Dao-Ming’s mighty thrusts were steadily driving me to successive, crescendoing, seemingly persistent orgasms, each more intense than the one before, stealing my breath as I came. It was exhilaratingly paralyzing. Read 9969 times |
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My mind was swiftly losing it’s “masculine” side, as it were, but I had no chance to ponder that thought further as I felt the head of Dao-Ming’s cock split my folds before she pushed slowly into me. Goosebumps enveloped my body as Dao-Ming grabbed a fistful of my hair and gave it a gentle tug as her other hand made it’s way to my soaking wet pussy. I could feel every twitch as shot after shot filled me. I could feel her wonderful breasts and those luscious nipples sliding a little on my sweat-soaked back as she pushed aside some of my drenched hair to nibble on my earlobe.
