Blondie Hanna Rey Love Doggying For The Camera

Keeping my hand pressed into the middle of her back, I pushed the tip of my cock into her pussy and shoved with my hips. Tits? “By herself?”

“No,” she said with an amused little twinkle in her eye. With my chair facing away from the entryway, I couldn’t see Natashya, but I called out, “No. Strands of fluid clung to her opening, and I could almost taste the scent wafting off her. It was a comforting scent that engendered a sense of nostalgia. Helen—my first lover in my new life who had paved the way for so many experiences. “No,” I said. On top of all that, I needed time to heal from a year’s worth of emotional investment in Natalie. Then there were all the other possibilities on the horizon—Astrid, Carla, Camille, Tara… Chloe.