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DOORBELL
The doorbell rings and I answer. With a mischievious smile on the other side stood sexy you. Being all woman, you ask if I like what I see?, with passion filled eyes wanting. I smile in approval with an erection brewing rapidly. With a big hug I feel your wonderfully hard nipples poke into my chest. Gorgeous you whispers that you came to play with me. We continue to embrace while adorable breasts beg for release. Slow motions and hot grinding against each other, we truly feel the passionate heat and my stiffness between us. As our tongues wrestle to passions end, sexy you slips a soft sweet hand down front to witness the firm and rigid first hand. Light goosebumps quickly appear while I gently caress your silky smooth skin. Soft sweet moans of ecstasy feverishly flows from lavish lips as breasts recieve licks and squeezes with light nipple pinches please sexy you. I journey south to take licks at your honeypot dripping with wanting. And just before orgasm number three, DAMN, the doorbell rings.
Sir Lancelott
Sir Lancelott
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