Simran Nagpal

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I look back up, seeing his eyes squeezed shut in pleasure as he keeps his restraint, careful not to thrust in my mouth. I work him deeper inside, sliding my hot, wet tongue over him as I stroke the base, and in seconds, he loses that gained control. He bucks his hips slightly, and I feel the hot spurts of his cum hit the back of my throat. He grunts, mumbling my name as he comes in my mouth. I swallow every drop, pull him out, and lick the liquid dripping from his dick, cleaning him up. He pulls me up from the floor, wiping my lips with his thumb. His eyes roll to the back of his head when I ...more
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