mi stuck mi dick in an anthole, it stung blissfully as she slid down the pole, mi moan...nah...mi growl, sweat glistened on her heavy breasts as they slowly bounce rhythmically, at the next bounce, mi find mi lips glued to a hard aroused nipple, them canines tenderly chew on the gum...
the light in the room was dull red, smoke swirled into the stuffy room from a joint lying amidst several stubs of claro in the cover of a kiwi polish can...she lets out a high pitched moan as mi bit down hard on the delicate sensitive nipple, throwing her head back she increased the tempo...oh boy, she sure can dance....mighty glad mi cancelled mi plans..
mi turn her over with a groan...she ripped at mi whitees as i hammered furiously into her...and then in between the creaking of the bed, the splat sound coming from the sweat and we bodies...
"do you love me?..."
mi feet left the pedal...there was an immediate pause in rhythm....ok, pretty much was expecting this..it always comes...does it always help with them climaxing?..must they ask? do they time the asking? do they really care? is it just routine?...she noticed the change, so mi hammer on, harder this time...her nails dug into mi bare back...a gasp, a sharp scream.....her juice flowed...
i paused..stretched for the joint, took a drag as bouts of spasms rocked through her at intervals beneath me...
"now that's love right there..baby" the thought drew a smile on mi sweaty face as mi exhaled a cloud of smoke.....
then mi frown..."is it just routine?" i asked loudly.
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