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Shower for two  

kelleebabes 64F
588 posts
11/17/2016 10:46 am
Shower for two


I'm going to take a nice long hot shower...wash my hair...let the hot water run down over my face, i close my eyes ...your body pressed hard against mine...our bodies wet and slick from the soap in my hair the water is sheeting...my throat... my back..my belly...I lean my body...my tits against the cool tiles while you grabs my hands and holds them over my head pinning them against the shower stall...I feel your hardening cock poking at my ass...the hot water is is running between our bodies making my pussy wet with it's sweet slippery juices that water can't wash away ...your biting my shoulders still pressed against me...whispering in my ear...spread your legs and bend over! grab your ankles !...I do as I'm told , I bend over, my big tits swaying, the water is still run off them ..with one hand you grasps my hip and the other and guides your throbbing hard penis to the mouth of the warm , wet hole of pleasure...you thrusts your hips forward and with a quick hard jerk your entire cock slides deeply into my aching cunt...with one hand on my back and the other on my hip...you starts humping me ...a sound escapes my throat of pure pleasure...a mix of a cry and a purr...I'm being fucked ...and fucked hard, your balls are slapping my ass , the sound echoes off the tiled stall..we fuck until the water run cold...
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My blood is alive...with many voices
that tell me...I am made of longing,


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