The next morning as he was getting ready to leave for work, Mark realized he left his coat at Erica’s apartment in the haste to leave. Don’t stop!!”
Paige pressed her pussy down, rubbing her clit against Mark’s cock and bringing them both closer to orgasm. Thirty minutes later, Mark was at Erica’s apartment door, knocking with a bottle of wine in each hand. I’m Erica. aaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!! But first, she sent a text: “Hey, can we talk?” He was anxious to see, touch and taste her pussy, but for now was more than happy to have Erica holding his balls and sucking his cock. A few minutes later, Erica scooted up, sat on Mark’s lap and said, “I think you’re really nice.”
Before Mark could even reply or offer his own compliment, Erica was kissing him. They weren’t huge breasts, but certainly a handful and just perfect in his dirty mind. But first, she sent a text: “Hey, can we talk?” “A bottle of red wine would be good. She arched her back and had one hand on Mark’s chest and the other pulling her hair back. Paige closed her eyes and kept riding Mark’s cock, bouncing up and down to take in the full length. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.”
His warm tongue in her hot pussy was a wonderful mix.
