She tucked her spent cock away and swallowed, wiping her wet hands on the butt of her jeans as she passed through the door into the main room of the quiet café
. Opening his eyes he saw beneath him the porcelain sink, he spat, emptying his mouth of the fluids that her pounding cock had built up as he had gagged but, before he could protest he found his mouth once more full of the intrusive cockhead. Biting his lip, then wincing at the pain and stopping himself he walked, a little shakily, towards Andrea
. . The garment was short, going maybe halfway down her thighs, and low-cut, showing off just enough cleavage so as to still not be whorish
She tucked her spent cock away and swallowed, wiping her wet hands on the butt of her jeans as she passed through the door into the main room of the quiet café
. Opening his eyes he saw beneath him the porcelain sink, he spat, emptying his mouth of the fluids that her pounding cock had built up as he had gagged but, before he could protest he found his mouth once more full of the intrusive cockhead. Biting his lip, then wincing at the pain and stopping himself he walked, a little shakily, towards Andrea
. . The garment was short, going maybe halfway down her thighs, and low-cut, showing off just enough cleavage so as to still not be whorish
She tucked her spent cock away and swallowed, wiping her wet hands on the butt of her jeans as she passed through the door into the main room of the quiet café
. Opening his eyes he saw beneath him the porcelain sink, he spat, emptying his mouth of the fluids that her pounding cock had built up as he had gagged but, before he could protest he found his mouth once more full of the intrusive cockhead. Biting his lip, then wincing at the pain and stopping himself he walked, a little shakily, towards Andrea
. . The garment was short, going maybe halfway down her thighs, and low-cut, showing off just enough cleavage so as to still not be whorish
29 April 2013 JO part two