I look at her… she is terrible in her stupidity, she has a life of her own… she looks, she moves, she is alive I talk to her..I tell her… how much I missed you, how much I missed to feel you filling my mouth, deep inside me, drowning me, sniffing at me… what a doooor it was to me… let me show you how i feel, let me adore you… to worship you u I take my hands together and I touch it lightly as something of value then I moisten them and go down to the end… then I look at it sideways and go to one side with my mouth… I make big spirals and at the same time I press with my lips while the tongue does not contain to she plays on it… I suck hard then… while my hands hold the base well… I hit her lips a few times to feel her strength, then I look at her again and I moan trec I run my tongue over her lustful lips and I look you shamelessly in the eye… .you moan in turn… you grab my hair and stuff it deep… “take it hard”, you tell me… and I work on it and you don't give me peace, I feel like your slave and I like you, you are my tough master who has a right over me… then when I defend you opium you warn me and you come with hot, long jets cum I feel you dripping into me, I swallow ia then I take another few fingers and I put it on my lips as if I were glossing…
