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ice cream for my cream
She was straddling me, riding faster and faster, her hair dangling over her face, her perky tits mouth level. Left nipple pierced. Both rock hard. She reached down and rubbed her clit while her cunt took every inch of my cock. She pressed down into it and sat there, masturbating, her cunt squeezing tighter and tighter over my cock as she inched closer to orgasm.

Suddenly, it hit. She collapsed into me, heaving, her breasts against my chest, her face in the nook of my neck, moaning, huffing, catching her breath.

“Suck me,” I whispered into her ear.

She gracefully slid off my cock and in between my legs. It was too perfectly done — like she’d done it before. The fact that she’d probably used those same moves with other guys turned me on even more than I already was.

“Wow,” she said, remarking at my cock, which was coated in her grool. “I get canlı bahis siteleri super creamy when I’m really turned on.”

I smirked and watched her tongue up her juices and swallow them.

“I taste good,” she said with a giggle.

She was 22. Ten years younger than me. We’d met on Tinder the night before and bonded over our mutual love for a neighborhood ice cream spot with bomb Thai Iced Tea ice cream. The deal was she’d give me the blowjob of a lifetime if I took her out for some ice cream. So far, things far exceeded my expectations.

Before I knew it, my cock was all the way down her throat. She bopped up and down with excitement, saliva pouring down her chin, dripping onto her tits.

“You like it when I suck you, babe?” She asked.

“I love it.”

She spat on my cock and stroked it while she locked eyes with me.

“Put your nose right here,” perabet giriş I instructed, pointing to my pelvis.

She leaned forward and deep throated me. Her eyes watered. She gagged and her cheeks puffed as she inhaled. She struggled down my cock, taking every inch until her nose was touching my pelvis.

“Look at me,” I said.

She nodded as she looked at me. Her eyes were watering. Saliva was flowing from her mouth. She smirked and winked at me. I winked back.

“Do you mind?” I asked as I pressed my hand on the back of her head. She shook no.

I pressed her head down onto my cock until she began to gag and cough, but she didn’t fight. She accepted her fate. She knew she was going to gag. She knew this was about to get messy. I began to thrust my cock into her mouth. She gushed saliva all over me and giggled, licking and slurping it up as perabet güvenilir mi she took my cock out of her throat. Saliva dangled from her lips. She slurped it up and with no warning, shoved her head back onto my cock, sucking, gagging, coughing.

I stood and switched places with her. I stood on the sofa, my feet on both sides of her hips and slammed my cock into her mouth, fucking her face rapidly as she gagged and drooled all over her perky tits and nicely groomed hairy pussy.

“I want to taste your load,” she said when I finally pulled my cock from her mouth.

“Head back,” I said as I jerked off onto her face.

A heavy rope of cum darted across her face. A second rope soaked her tongue. A third hit her neck and immediately flowed down between her tits. She giggled as my cock pumped out a few more drops of cum onto her eager tongue.

She smirked as I watched her scoop my load up with her fingers and lick them clean.

“Yummy,” she said as she continued to sit on the sofa, smirking at me.

I watched her masturbate one more time and then we headed into the shower and, since I am a man of my word, we headed out for some ice cream.

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