Hot Doggy Style With The New Neighbor
0 “As near as I can tell, I got fucked by a ghost.”
Jessie leaned further back in her chair with a sigh, sliding her fingers ever so much closer to her rapidly lubricating pussy. Could sense she was about to learn that her desires were inconsequential. The moment when she knew he’d moved from wanting to cum, to his impending explosion being inevitable. He liked that. Demanding to be loved. There was no warning before the first smack. She was sure it was simply a trick of the light, but the walls actually seemed to twist at the oddest angles. Whoa. Melissa inadvertently started pushing back, trying to hump the air, attempting to make contact with the apparition that would not show himself, but had her in animalistic heat.
