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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