A Steamy Encounter With Tomomi Motozawa, The Japanese Housewife, In All Her Uncensored Glory

Brent sat heavily in one of the chairs facing the couch. My hips bucked, grinding my lower belly against Mary’s face, but it was her throat muscles that stimulated me over the edge. Eporner Mary protested loudly “No! When he broke the kiss they both gasped for air and he let go of her ass and pushed her back a half step. Mary was knocked back by the punch and dropped onto the couch, landing heavily. Her hands groped at my calves, trying to grip and pull but did not even seem to scratch me much. We had discussed our mutual issues with our wives, and he understood I was on the verge of getting rid of Mary for good. The pure, direct motivation excited me, as if I was the one fucking her face. I could hear Mary gulp and gurgle as she was forced to swallow, helping the invading cock push into her throat.