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It was a little salty and musky. I tried to deep throat him but it just wasn't happening. He pulled his penis out of my mouth. I frowned at him." your so cute when you beg. You can have some more soon but let's get to business." he said.He kissed me hard and passionately. He lay me down and lined up his penis with my count. He hesitated just before entering and asked "condom?"I answered " I'm on the pill."He pushed it in slowly. I started to moan softly. He pulled almost all the way out and entered slowly again. I loved the feeling of the long slow strokes untill he started to speed up, making his strokes shorter and faster and then I loved that even more. Soon we were panting and moaning softly. I said " I'm about to come. Keep doing that. Ohhh yeah. Mmmmmm." I could feel my pussy contract around his hard cock. I felt down and massaged his balls till he came too. We came in unison until we were both out of breath. He laid on top of me and I just rejoiced in the feeling of his. She was hypnotized by her first close up look at another woman’s vagina from up above. “Yeah, you guessed right you jealous slut. Suck your beloved boy toy’s cum from my juicy cunt,” Loraine commanded, disrupting the near hypnotic concentration of the older woman. She lowered her pussy until her soggy swollen lips made contact with Shirley’s lips. She ground her drenched sex into the other woman’s face rubbing her juices all over her mouth. “Eat it bitch!” she half moaned and half barked at her prey, even though she knew the reluctance she sensed was only half hearted. She could tell the adulterous little slut was quite aroused by the proximity of her pussy to her flared nostrils. She heard her inhaling her female essence and filling her lungs too. The very thought that she must be feeling giddy from all the inhaled smell of sex, and the twitches and spasms of Shirley’s slutty cunt lips before her very eyes turned Loraine on beyond words. “Aghhhh… Yes baby, Mmmmmm” she gasped and.
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She was just getting off and had changed from her convenience store uniform into a skirt, heels, and a top that showed off her boobs. They weren’t huge, but they were firm and high. I whistled at her and asked her where she was headed. She winked at me and said “wherever you’re going to take me.” I just kind of laughed it off and she said, “I’m serious Papi, why don’t you take me somewhere that we can be alone.” I about flipped. I told her I knew a spot not too far away if she wanted to follow me. She got in her car, I got in my patrol car, and we left. There was a little park a couple of miles down the road that I’d catch a nap in on those nights when nothing was going on. I’d been able to con one of the Parks and Recreation guys to give me a key to the place. I arrived, unlocked the gate, and we both drove in. I locked the gate behind us and we drove to the darkest part of the lot. I got out and so did she. The night was a little cool and she got up close to me. I.

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