The Korean wife nursed on me with hunger she never showed her husband. SUCK gleamed in shiny, chrome letters on my wide belt buckle. I shuddered and groaned, my heart thundering in my chest. She nursed on me with hunger. I winked at her. “Fuck, those are great tits,” I groaned. “Lick out my cum from your sister’s cunt. A morning dose of my cum. I groaned as her tight snatch gripped me. I shuddered at the feel of her flesh sucking at my withdrawing shaft. Well then.”
She stood up and licked her lips, collecting a few errant drops of cum. I shuddered, my dick throbbing and pulsing. As if sensing that one of those hotties could pounce and steal her meal, Tracy crawled over and engulfed my cock into her mouth like she were a Hoover vacuum cleaner. Then I was free. “Fuck!” I howled. She swallowed my dick and nursed happily. Pleasure crossed the guy’s faces. God, I loved this belt buckle.
