Barry Scott Pounds Darcy Tayler With His Massive Shaft

I looked back up into Maggie’s face and was rewarded with a soft somewhat wry smile. My left thumb reached down and flipped that lone pearl stud back and forth over Maggie’s clit that was also being twitched back and forth. XXX As far as your suspected loss of my respect for you as my teacher you can rest assured that you are as respected now if not somehow more so. I know you are clean however so it didn’t cross my mind.” She looked down at me with a mixture of amusement and adoration. “No… she’s not perfect.” I chuckled, then sighed and sat quietly watching the sun go down. It was a slow sensuous kiss, unhurried this time, lingering with memories of lust and passion. Maggie stifled a chuckle as she reached up with her left hand and patted my cheek. I nearly spit my first sip of tea out as I stifled a snort.