She melted against me, her lips liquid on my mouth. My blonde hair bounced around my face while my tits were exposed. I reveled in them as I enjoyed the married cunt wrapped around my dick. Pleasure rippled out of my cunt and fired from my girl-dick. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest as she sucked and loved my girl-dick. Oh, damn, you feel amazing.”
She moaned about my cock. I stared into her eyes, my futa-dick throbbing and aching beneath my dark, auburn dress. You were right. She was more than a handsome woman. The imam’s wife moaned into our kiss as she squeezed her twat around me. She does it every week on Wednesdays.”
I smiled. My futa-dick throbbed in envy as I ducked down and nuzzled into her folds. Tangy cream gushed out around my fingers reaming her spasming flesh. I looked away from the imam and enjoyed his wife.
