After that he lowered his face back down, letting his tongue slide down until it reached the spot where her pussy hole was nestled within her valley of flesh. Anal porn Letting go of her wrists Robert reached down and took the base of his cock shaft in hand. “I can’t, Robert.”
He slid the head of his cock to the middle of her labial lips. He gave another hard plunge into her wet pussy hole. Robert lowered himself between her upraised and spread knees. She was already wet, her juices flowing freely. “Hold my wrists down, Robbie.”
“Huuum-ah,” he panted. With a couple of knees steps his body was against hers. He had played nice for seven long years. There was the slight sound of panic in her voice. “Mmmm, finger me, babe.”
How many times had the scenario played out? He was just registering what she was saying, and in the thinking part of his mind he just didn’t care. Then, just after he felt the first spurt of his ejaculation, she twisted, pushing her pussy up as it grew wetter on the inside. He had his car keys in hand
