Busty Blonde Cheerleader Sucks Hard After Practice – Amateur Vanillaandcaramel

Adjusting your blindfold, you can only imagine the sight; the perfection you present to me. Txxx Immune to the distractions of, between spanks, me walking to your face, and sliding my cock: rigid, into your throat, your tongue somehow remaining soft as your lips grip me. I secure you; forced slightly back onto your haunches; the effect of which is to leave you open. As my fingers graze your face, you react as if you’ve been starved- forgetting my instruction to you- your intent isn’t clear other than to feel the warmth of my hand again, on your cheek; your face; my fingers: in your mouth.Have you thought of a table? ‘Objet’. Table linen. ‘Objet’. Hard enough to elicit your first, grateful gasp. Quite an investment- you must have an eye for property and style! Lovely. Some sort of Scandi design anyway. In the centre of the room. Tape, perhaps. Hasn’t time flown. I’d considered doing this quickly. The thing is, this will never go out of fashion. How. The Danes? ‘Three’. The blow isn’t that hard. You nod. Decanters- vintage, of course; glasses. I run it from where your throat now rests on the chair, and, collecting your generous sweat-drool, I collect its equivalent with my fingers from your obliging cunt. How. Something to do with Hygge, perhaps? Hasn’t time flown. But I’m sensing you’re becoming inured.