Slammed Deep In Designer Drip: A Rough, Raw Ride

Large round nubs atop the peaks of your breasts. This looks good too and comes only just above your knees. XXX Just then, I give you permission to cum
“Cum for me my love.” I command. Your breathing becomes a pant as you rise to your climax. I bend down and begin kissing your forehead then your nose, eyelids, cheeks and chin before kissing your soft, wonderful lips. Even sounds from boats on the lake don’t reach us. I don’t notice any panty lines and assume you have taken them off. I stand back and walk around you, admiring your predicament. I flick your clit with my tongue hard and you moan and make little squeal noises from deep in your throat. I didn’t see the cuffs and assume you are still wearing them.