Closing my eyes.I hear againHer primal scream of pleasure.She was wrapped around my throbbing cock.I had beenPounding her from behindLeading
etimesgut escort her to her place
eryaman escort of pleasure thrust by
sincan escort powerful thrustSlaking her needs and wantsOver the last weeks,She had blossomedAs her sexuality-Which had lain dormant-Burst into flowerHer fragrancesPouring from herAs if she wereBirthing a fountainMaybe she enjoyedThe bristlesOf my beardon her thighs,As my tonguePrepared thePathway to bliss.Her quivering thighsAnd undulating hipsTelling its own story.