then reluctantly pulled her eyes away from his dangling prick and wiped between her legs with her shirt. BeePorn eh…”
Miranda pulled Brett hard against her side… uh… then back at Brett… causing her to cream all over Brett’s probing fingers. using her tongue to stimulate the head, while stroking his thick shaft with one hand and fondling his dangling nut sack with the other. With a gratified smile on his face, Brett tucked in his shirt and casually adjusted his semi-hard penis through his pants, as he made his way over to his car. … her naked tits swaying directly in front of his face. uhn… Miranda was moaning and twerking her hips, and from the looks of it, Brett appeared to be pretty close to climaxing, as she let out a gasp and caught their attention. goddamn, Brett… Sitting on the counter, she reached down to her snatch with one hand and found her distended clitoris…
