Stepsister In Tights Craves My Hard Cock 2

I can’t hold on and in a few minutes I am groaning and probably making a face as I feel several months of pent of drive spill out. She’s pulling at the buttons of my shirt and somewhere in the mix hers came off as well. I was going to have a stain on my couch. Her lips find mine and she tastes herself on my bristles. “Huh.” is all I can manage before she crawls back over me straddling my face. I can barely hold. She pulls back, kissing my nose. At this point in the story there is typically some sort of description of my character, so be it. That smile again. Good. My tongue went back to her nipples, circling around and occasionally moving out of the way so I could bite down. She leans forward and I fall out of her. I smiled, kissing her again.