| Straight: Serial Stories: Staying with Auntie Stella part 5 (5/5) |
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| nipples were. This time I watched as she held her lips apart and slowly sank down onto my erect cock. She was holding it with her other hand. This time she felt a little looser than before. But it was still incredible, soft, wet and tight. She rode me like an animal, head thrown back, big tits swinging up and down. She still had her stockings on, her knickers halfway around her knees. Louder, she became. Grunting, moaning, crying out. I was breathing heavily, telling her to take me, to take my big cock, to let herself go, to climax. And then we were there, my nails dug into her back, my face in her big breasts, her cunt squeezing my poor, straining dick. I felt her tighten around me. And I couldn't hold back. It was impossible. I just had to let go. Waves after wave of spunk, thick, white, creamy come, flooding into her. It was like she was milking me, that I couldn't stop pumping my seed deep into her body. Together we cried out, exhaled with delight, it was impossible not to as we both came together, my first proper time with a woman. |
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