I reached up and squeezed your breasts. You like fucking that tight little pussy?” I loved the way you talked dirty to me. “Oooo,” you whispered. “Oh my fucking…Oh..” is all you could get out. I reached down to comfort my erection. Not wanting to sit down, still buzzing from my morning coffee, I began looking at family photos hanging on the walls in the bedroom hallway. “I’ll be just a sec. Your skin looked soft and edible. Oh my God, I’m cumming!” Your warm juice felt great around my shaft. “Ya? “Fuck me good.”
I slowed down and made my stokes longer and harder. “I’ll be just a sec. Leaving your bedroom door opened a crack, I decided to take a chance and peek in on you. Filling you up past your limit. Yes! I ventured further.