India Summer Feasts On A Dripping Wet Lesbian Cunt

I wasn’t being controlled by logic or reason. I took a couple breaths, then took my dripping dick in hand, scooping-up what I could, then depositing our mingled juices on my tongue. Indian hot sex I moved a bit closer to him, so that my bony left-shoulder poked into Joe’s right arm-pit. After getting a taste of his bitch, Nero seemed to forget that Joe and I were sitting there watching. I fucked Pandora so hard that solid-oak bedframe started to move a bit on the floor. Even before I was finished emptying my bladder, I heard her paws clicking across the wood floor of my room, then scratching at the door and she started to whine. Much to my shock, that dog’s long, fucking tongue lashed out of her mouth and right into mine, depositing more of her thick saliva on my tongue and more on my chin. From where we were sitting, I could just see the big ball of tissue, Nero’s knot, being repeatedly shoved-up against the she-dog’s dripping cunt-lips.

India Summer Feasts On A Dripping Wet Lesbian Cunt

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