
...that luscious mouth, I knew the way she could kiss with it, appeared to have lips that were fuller and softer than I remembered. On Thursday I thought she was attractive; last night she looked stunning.

Oh my god. That mouth that I’d been kissing so enthusiastically on Thursday night is very talented. She has a mouth that was made for sucking. She took long deep pulls on my dick and had me as hard and high as the Eiffel Tower in seconds. She stayed down there for a long time, switching to licking and sucking ....
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