All I felt were her delicate hands kneading desperately at my breasts. I was shaking, sheathed in sweat, my hair plastered to my neck, back, forehead, cheeks, grunt-moan-screaming as Dao-Ming pummeled my pussy mercilessly. Anal sex Some really nasty people closed in and nearly caught me a couple times. I cupped her pert breasts in my hands, gently pinching her nipples between my fingers as I fondled them. She broke off the kiss, moaning as she turned me towards the bed. I could feel her grinding herself into my ass cheeks. Although neither of us cared at the time, I’m certain that we could be heard throughout the hotel; indeed, even the passersby on the street below undoubtedly got an earful, albeit somewhat less clear than the other guests in the hotel. My mind was swiftly losing it’s “masculine” side, as it were, but I had no chance to ponder that thought further as I felt the head of Dao-Ming’s cock split my folds before she pushed slowly into me.
