Chinese wife Li Er’s big tits betray her husband.

Her warm mouth encircled my length, and she bobbed up and down. “Great. 21sextury “How are you doing, sir?” she asked. However, sluts aren’t dignified enough to use silverware. She walked up to me, putting her ruby-red lips near my ear. Jessica was getting a couple stares from people in the restaurant. “Jessica, do you want anything else?” I asked her, enjoying the trouble she was having controlling her orgasm. And clean it with your mouth.”
Jessica moved to get up. “N…no.” she gasped out. “Did my Jessica enjoy that?”
She looked at me, smiling slightly. Eat your entire meal with just your hands. I removed my hand, instead unbuttoning my pants. I reversed the car and started to drive away. “Do you need another napkin, miss?” he asked, looking at the stains on Jessica’s dress. She slumped back into the seat, panting. Then she looked back at me. Finally, I finished the last bite. I whispered back that they would have front row seats to the show for tonight. It was already 6:28. And whatever you do, don’t wipe the cum off your face or body.”
Jessica got out of the car without hesitation. “Will that be all?” the waiter asked. “Will that be all?” the waiter asked. “Will that be all?” the waiter asked. “Did I say you could leave? Jessica picked up a larger piece, and, just as she was about to take a bite, it fell, leaving a giant brown stain across her chest and lap. “No. The waiter turned to leave.