My arms, wrapped around her body, and waist, trapping her arms, held her in place tightly. I imprisoned her, against her insincere attempts to push me...away. My hands seduced her as she half-heartedly struggled against the side of the car. I stopped, lifted my head outside of her dress and stood up looking into her conflicted eyes. “We will not be going inside until you’ve cum at least 5 times, do you understand?” My tone had changed to one of a serious nature - I was not asking for permission.. Kelly though didn’t disappoint. She even knew that I like the handkerchief and only pulled her blouse off and toss into towards the camera and out of sight at that point. ‘Bra too.’ Kelly paused, I can’t blame her for it. Most people would have in the situation but that didn’t stop me from back handing her. ‘I don’t think I stuttered.’ Kelly smiled at me as she quickly unbuttoned fastened her bra tossing the fabric into the backseat with her chaperone. I’ll admit that my original plan was to. “Okay, start stroking your dick.” I began to stroke it. With one hand, she continued teasing my balls, and she began rubbing her bare feet all over my face and chest. “That’s it, cum you dirty footboy. Aren’t my feet soft and beautiful? Do you want to cum on them?” She was fingering herself while dirty talking me. “Oh god yes mistress, I’m almost there, oh my god,” I was practically incoherent with pleasure at this point. I was getting close to cumming, and she lifted her feet up and planted. He started rubbing her clit and Anjali gave muffled moans under his lipsWhen the kiss broke she kissed his cheeks and neck and caressed his chest feeling the masculine body. He was indeed a sexy person and she could not control herself from kissing and caressing his body. Her palm caressed his chest while the other palm was at the back of his head going through his hair. She was looking at him with love, he was so good looking: the small eyes, straight nose and those thin and hard lips were too.
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