I paid another visit to my insatiable "greedy", a visit which was full of promise. She greeted me with a smile and open arms, and while we exchanged long, tender kisses, our hands would instinctively lavish caressing forces. Before starting our antics, she offered to make a coffee. I followed her into her kitchen and, sticking behind her, I grabbed her two tits with both hands, which I stroked for a long time, which seemed to give her a pleasant effect. Ever since I've known her, I've always been attracted to her buxom shapes, especially her opulent breasts, which I found oh so bewitching. I felt her tips harden with pleasure under my fingers, while at the same time she undulated her butt against my fly saying to me hypocritically "stop, and my comings and goings triggered her first moans that went crescendo. The more I filed, the higher she lifted her legs. At the beginning it was "Oh go on my darling, how good" or "again my love, don't stop". Yet it was she who took the sudden initiative to want to change position and want to ride her stallion. Thus installed on me, she began to overlap me, it was she who set the pace. I had before my eyes her breasts swaying before my eyes, which was not done to calm my passions. They literally hypnotized me, I could take them there again with both hands, caress them for a long time, tickle her very hard tips, and occasionally suck them greedily. At times she leaned forward on me and I could feel the soft skin of her tits caress my chest, we could also kiss full on the lips and our languages ​​were not inactive, far from it. But had to happen what happens, her words of encouragement gradually turned into onomatopoeia, she sat up straight, my hands caressed her in turn her hips, then the roundness of her buttocks. For her part she put her hands back to caress my balls, so that my erect cock squirted all my seed which, mixing with her vaginal secretion, began to flow over my crotch. She stirred her ass well as if to taste each squirt, and this with strong sighs that I translated as being expressions of pleasure and that Above all, it was not necessary to interrupt. Then she collapsed on me, sated with her desires, and we remained still to savor this moment and at the same time regain our senses. . . Then the painful moment of separation finally arrives, she "m'équeuta" making flow thereby what had remained in her of our mutual secretions. We stayed despite everything still lying against each other, enjoying our heat, recuperating from our efforts, enjoying the deli ...

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