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Nicola’s Head Board
Looking into your beautiful blue eyes , my hand caressing your cheek as I lean in for a kiss. Our lips connect, miniature sparks fly as if it’s the first time we have kissed.
Laying you in the centre of our bed, your legs rest upon my shoulder, i clutch the head board to ensure it doesn’t thud the wall
You are smiling and laughing as I tease your clit with the tip of my cock, I can feel your moist pussy retract at every graze
I slide it in slow thrusting deep and hard, watching your eyes roll to the back of your head as your moans grow with each thrust
I take a fist full of your hair and my hand on your throat and pound your luscious pussy hard and fast in the the bed , the headboard racking the wall
Your thighs shudder, your right legs goes into crap but I hold fast as I explode delivering the cream pie you desired like a dressing over your dripping went pussy.
Laying you in the centre of our bed, your legs rest upon my shoulder, i clutch the head board to ensure it doesn’t thud the wall
You are smiling and laughing as I tease your clit with the tip of my cock, I can feel your moist pussy retract at every graze
I slide it in slow thrusting deep and hard, watching your eyes roll to the back of your head as your moans grow with each thrust
I take a fist full of your hair and my hand on your throat and pound your luscious pussy hard and fast in the the bed , the headboard racking the wall
Your thighs shudder, your right legs goes into crap but I hold fast as I explode delivering the cream pie you desired like a dressing over your dripping went pussy.
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