Sakura Kiryu Flaunts Her Natural Curves While Enjoying A Firm Ride

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With my ass resting on the edge, he knelt back down and grabbed my thighs hard, pushing them apart. “Well, Bambi, you’re standing there looking all lost, like you can’t quite find your Mumma.”
I laughed and walked towards the counter. XXX My. His eyes staring up at mine. His career had been promising. He slipped his hands up my back over the delicate fabric of my satin lilac blouse. I was breathless. Saved me the trouble. He gently caressed my face with his hand. I was so wet that it was easily visible. As I stretched up I could feel my skirt ride up, the slit in the back of my pencil skirt exposing a little bit of the lace on my thigh high stockings. He ran his hand over the smooth skin of my stomach. I was dripping wet. He reached my opening and slid his wet fingers into my pussy. He’d been a clever post grad student when I’d met him in my first year

Sakura Kiryu Flaunts Her Natural Curves While Enjoying A Firm Ride