Instead, I looked at the treasure before me. Her legs were clamped together tightly, making a nice, tight, wet slot for my cock to slide back and forth against. Indian Sex Helen of Troy’s face launched perhaps a thousand ships, but this, this could launch nuclear weapons. For a brief second she closed her eyes, savoring the moment, then opened them and looked at me as she moved her mouth back up to the head, swirling her tongue around and around, then back down, taking three, four, five inches into her mouth. We’re going up north, maybe 4 hours.”
I could see her wonderful, scientific mind start its calculations, taking into account road conditions, traffic, mileage, speed, and whatnot. As I washed both of her legs, I was afforded a close-up view. “I love you, Dirk.” And with that, she took my hand in hers, and brought it to one of her breasts. She started moving her hips a bit, pushing back, liking the feeling of my cockhead rubbing against her clit. I moved forward a bit and Mr.
