Danielle

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He’s lying on the bed as he spins me around until my mouth’s on his cock and his is in my drenched and bare core. Finally, the words blurt out of me. “What’re you doing?” “Need your pussy on my face while you’re sucking me off,” he mutters. His words alone cause a mini-orgasm in me and I fall on the bed, on my elbows, my wild blue hair making a curtain around my lips and his cock. Two things that are made for each other. Then he takes a long, greedy swipe of my pussy and I lose my mind.
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