Mistress Enjoys Deep Anal Pleasure

The feeling of his manhood finally finishes dumping the last shots of his white stuff. Beeg Paying extra attention to his tip where the pre-salt was oozing out. Take it all please.” Whatever he was talking about had been drowned out with a sudden rush that was exploding from my body. I watch with masterful patients while he scoops out a batch of the stuff and rubs a long streak of it across his lower shaft. A reverse action of my hips occurs and they shift upward. I lick with a rapid pace to help collect all of it inside. The hardwood floor making that audible clicking sound from my nails as they tap and clack across while I walk to the front door. Was this it, was I finally mated? As we rush into the cool air, I start running the occurrence of the morning over and over in my mind. My companion was more then a friend. That was my goal this time, even after the first time it became a kind of addiction for me. His hips start to rise up and down to match my licks. I felt the pressure of my bladder as the morning light filters slightly through the curtains. He was at least quick to dawn those garments and cloth over his body, the lack of hair making it a necessity. Suddenly his nose pushes up next to my other back entrance and something warm and wet licks up along my slit.