As he licked her and sucked her folds into his mouth, he realized his erection had not gone away. Robby inhaled deeply, slid his tongue over her fleshy lips and found the small hard nub hidden between them as Lorelle closed her fists on his hair and pulled until his scalp stung. He lowered his hand from her breast and ran his fingers through the hair, touched the slick folds.Ĭlutching his head between both hands, Lorelle pulled his face between her legs and squeezed her thighs together, laughing. He stared open-mouthed and licked his dry lips, panting. "Have you ever seen one before? Up close?"
Robby's face was an inch from the triangular patch of dark hair beads of moisture glistened among the tight curls. Swinging one leg over him, Lorelle straddled his chest and lifted his head with both hands. Lorelle's tattered skirt was heaped on the floor. When the shirt was off, something tore suddenly and Robby opened his eyes. "It's oookay." In one swift movement, Lorelle sat up and pulled the sweatshirt over her head and pressed his hand to her bare breast, grinding it in a circular motion as she began to unbutton his shirt with her other hand. He released a groan of disappointment and his hips shuddered when it was over, but. – he thrust his hips up off the floor and cried out as he came, his semen splashing over his belly, chest and legs as Lorelle continued to pump her fist up and down.
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