Unzipping the back of her little black dress and watching as it pools on the floor around her feet. "My god, Michaela . . . you should see her right now. Her nipples are so hard, her pussy juices are already running down her thighs, and it looks like she just trimmed her pussy so that the little landing strip is even tinier . . . "
"Beth, I think Michaela needs to feel something besides a plastic remote control egg in her pussy." Reaching in with my finger, I pop it out and lick all the juices from it. Beth looks at me and crawls on the bed between your thighs and starts kissing her way toward your pussy. I know what Beth wants, and needs, so I stand behind her as she kneels to worship your pussy, the head of my cock sliding between her thighs.
"Beth, I think Michaela needs to feel something besides a plastic remote control egg in her pussy." Reaching in with my finger, I pop it out and lick all the juices from it. Beth looks at me and crawls on the bed between your thighs and starts kissing her way toward your pussy. I know what Beth wants, and needs, so I stand behind her as she kneels to worship your pussy, the head of my cock sliding between her thighs.
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