Ebony Moist Mouth
Ebony Moist Mouth
My mouth got pretty wet right away, like it does whenever it has anything in it, and this made everything slippery and added to the fun. I slid my mouth up and back down, up and back down, slowly at first and then a little faster, trying to get with the rhythm I could feel in his hip movements and the rocking of the chair. He seemed to really like looking into my eyes as I did this, and watching his wet cock disappear part way into my face and back out again, over and over. Well diary, I had half intended to pull away and let him come on my boobs or whatever, but he was _such_ a gentleman that he hadn't put his hands on my head, so I decided to encourage him to go all the way. I reached up and took both his hands and put them in my hair, and squeezed them so that he got a handful of hair on each side of the back of my head.
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