Aged Nineteen, Filling The Mature Woman With My Seed

As his cock tore from my pussy for the last time, he moved down the bed, ready to take the force of my orgasm again. XXNX Ian was bent over me as I lay where he had left me, “Thank you” I whispered onto his lips. I sat up as Ian shifted from over the top of me, moving his weight back onto his heels, he crouched at the side of me for a long second, both of us moving in what felt like slow motion but was probably faster than the average person moves, he was in front of me, kneeling between my legs before I had chance to blink, his fingers for the first time since my death, parting the lips of my vagina, circling the entrance, making my juices leak down onto the towel below me.

Aged Nineteen, Filling The Mature Woman With My Seed

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