The squirming tongue did it. Porn sex “Uhhhhnnngh,” Rodger groaned, raising his face from her flipping
crotch. She could
only move her pussy up and down the tripled probe with
difficulty. Rodgers’ face turned beet red. His eyes flitted from the
tips of her big nippled titties to her damp inviting crotch and back
again before he was able to continue. “It’s big enough!” he told her. Rodger looked on helpless. His fist pumped
down over his cock with renewed vigor and his cock responded by,
once again, growing rigid and ready to fuck. Rodger, his nostrils dilated, got up from the chair and put his
hands on Trish’s slim shoulders. to make men want to fuck her. Her sweet fuck fork mesmerized him. When Rodger was through exploring her cunt and playing with her fat jugs, he took
his fist from her pussy. He pulled his orgasming dick from her pussy and flopped it down on
her sweaty tummy. Rodgers’ face turned beet red. “What troubles you, Trish?” he said, fighting to keep his eyes on her face where
they belonged.
