Japanese Hairy Pussy Filled With Creampie

Her pussy travelled up the length of his cock as she thrust her hips, the head of his dick inching into her as it pushed passed her pussy lips and despite her wetness, his girth was difficult for her to accept. He picked her up, still inside her and lay her on her back on the end of the bed, her golden hair slipping over the soft edge as he began to pound her uncontrollably. And if you close your eyes and breathe deep long enough, you can almost remember the way he tasted of his fathers ‘borrowed’ whiskey. 11:32pm and Semisonic ‘Closing Time’ faded in over the cheap speakers. So calm and quietly, they instantly melted, and it was nice, dirty smut nice, to walk home through the alleyway holding hands with a stranger as the lightest spring rain fell, landing in their hair, lighting up like fairy lights charged by moonlight as it burst down in waves onto the earth, guiding them both ‘home’.