No. My dick pressed against my pants and I was sure she must feel its warmth against her waist. BeePorn Hesitatingly, Cristina turned, looked at the branch and tried to walk to it but I held her back saying, “Stay here, just bend over and hold on to the branch.”
She looked back questioningly but obediently bent over and grasped the branch with both hands. I noticed that Cristina’s body seemed to echo this with her own gentle convulsing. “Oh, Mr. Mid-way through dinner the phone rang. OH…OH…OH…OOOH!”
I knew I was on the verge of blasting my hot juice into her quivering cunt when suddenly I heard a sound: footsteps! The bra fell before she could stop it and her firm brown titties proudly stood out for me to ogle. She was a bit wobbly on her high heels and I guessed that, without the heels, her head could probably rest on my throat below my chin.
