Japanese First-person Perspective Vol 65

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Then suddenly she leaned in and kissed me. She smiled during the kiss, as her own hands worked themselves down to my crotch and began to tease my cock. She obviously knew where a more private place was. It was a  it awkward at first and my cock was still hard, and my head swam from this sudden, yet needed, turn of events. Pulling her to me we were now pressed together. My focus was on driving in hard, and deep, and to hold out for as long as possible.  I pounded her hard for a minute,  our skin clapping with each thrust.  Then I’d slow down, being purposeful with each stroke. She held my head against her breast as my lips and tongue consumed her perfectly shaped melons. As I looked down upon her I noticed that her hand was buried between her thighs, the cloth of her shorts were pushed aside and her fingers were running flat her swollen clit.

Japanese First-person Perspective Vol 65

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