Alice Marshall’s Intense Backdoor Encounter

“Ohmyfuck, I’m cumming again Twitchy! Porn I could feel her pussy tightening and loosening around my cock, wave after wave drawing every drop of cum from me. “You started it, Twitchy… “Ummm… She almost screamed when she saw me. She moaned a reply around the bitemarks in my neck. you could’ve just gotten me pregnant…” I smiled, leading another trail of kisses over her skin, up along her neck, back to her lips. She grabbed my head and kissed me, her tongue slipping in and out of my mouth. I really do. I couldn’t stand not creaming her but it didn’t take much longer for me either. I really do. “He won’t, because we won’t tell him.” I started slowing down, trying to drag out her orgasm as she scratched my arms, my chest, clawing at my hands to let go.