Mistress Jorja
The 8th Deadly Sin
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- Sep 5, 2001
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Rena
Trevor’s fingers worked their magic, and I grasp at his cock in appreciation. The flesh between my fingers hardened with each maddeningly slow stroke, and I licked my lips to show my silent approval for his feature presentation.
My pussy was soaked and aching for sustenance by the time he finished with me, withdrawing his curled fingers to a chorus of disappointed moans. My fingers clutched at Trevor's steely hardness, my pace increasing with the disappearance of the previous distraction, until he pulled at my slender wrists away, holding them above my head.
“The main entrance…” I reminded him coyly, as he seemed to pause for a long moment, savoring the feel of anticipation in the air. When he finally fulfilled my wishes, it was with a single forceful push to the hilt.
The penetration was smooth, deep, and as satisfactory as the fall of pins on a strike in your tenth frame. Trevor slid to my very core like a perfectly curved bowling ball finding the one-three pocket. Oh fuck, yessss I hissed softly, my tongue darting into his mouth with a snakelike quickness.
My frantic kisses continued, with just enough teeth to keep things interesting and on edge.
Trevor’s fingers worked their magic, and I grasp at his cock in appreciation. The flesh between my fingers hardened with each maddeningly slow stroke, and I licked my lips to show my silent approval for his feature presentation.
My pussy was soaked and aching for sustenance by the time he finished with me, withdrawing his curled fingers to a chorus of disappointed moans. My fingers clutched at Trevor's steely hardness, my pace increasing with the disappearance of the previous distraction, until he pulled at my slender wrists away, holding them above my head.
“The main entrance…” I reminded him coyly, as he seemed to pause for a long moment, savoring the feel of anticipation in the air. When he finally fulfilled my wishes, it was with a single forceful push to the hilt.
The penetration was smooth, deep, and as satisfactory as the fall of pins on a strike in your tenth frame. Trevor slid to my very core like a perfectly curved bowling ball finding the one-three pocket. Oh fuck, yessss I hissed softly, my tongue darting into his mouth with a snakelike quickness.
My frantic kisses continued, with just enough teeth to keep things interesting and on edge.