1. Angie arising


    Date: 12/13/2017, Categories: Anal, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: tastethejuice, Source: xHamster

    Angie arising I woke up and recognized that I must have had a rather wet dream. My clit stood like a boner and the ass was lying on a juicy part of my nightdress. Yesterday wasn‘t as profitable as the days of the last weeks, and the rests of the fucking juice which used to run out of my sphincter overnights usually didn‘t find their way out. I decided to ease myself, because with this urging desire in my tummy I couldn‘t enjoy my breakfast. It was Saturday, and so my b*****r once again visited his f****y. Get up, Angie, go to the guestroom and greet him as he earns it. One month ago his girlfriend Chrissie left him goodbye, and so a small mountain lifted over the blanket. I wanted to make him feel as comfortably as possible, applied my head carefully beneath the blanket and looked for the in the meantime rather fat bad guy to get my b*****r rid of his horny curvation. Cautiously I lifted the waistband of his trousers, took care of suspicious sounds of arising and made Peter beef up his boner in the direction of my oral cunt while he was sl**ping. During his dream some desire droplets had already made their way through and had left some mucus tracks in the pyjama pants. Because it wasn‘t so long that he got in this pitiful condition, the acorn was still moistened with tasty man's mucus. My tongue leaked tenderly above the edge of his bulp to gain additional supplies, and I slurped it up with the whole width of my tongue to the orifice in order to stick it again into my ...
    mouth afterwards, so that the lips could surround the desire mushroom first entirely. Affectionately my tongue circled around Peter‘s bulging erected bell. Other drops were resigning and I thought to myself: Where this comes from, there must be a whole lot more. Intuitively my b*****r spread his legs. Yet he didn‘t wake up, but must have integrated the horny scene to his dreams. I lifted the bedspread and kneeled with spread legs above Peter‘s face in order to finish the ceremony in dignity, when he would arise. Now his prick peeked up to my face in the fitting angle for slurping and I began my work. Several times I licked his shaft up and down, alternately right and left, each time shortly stopping at the edge of his acorn to rub my long tongue slowly to and fro. With that further precum pearls lowered at the opening which I spread on his acorn first with the tip of my nose, then with my cheeks. Such a greasy boner immediately increased my appetite. The angle of incidence was perfect, I spectated my bl**d-pulsing work and stretched my head to the root of his shaft for the first time. Happily arrived at the bottom, I felt the whole 7 inches pressing against my throat and greasing my larynx. Peter‘s testicles were already pulled upward and warmed my eyes what made me think of the idea of turning my attention to the both friends the next time. Now my lips were firmly closed around the shaft‘s root. His prick made me already produce a whole lot of saliva, and I pulled my wet mouth ...
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