We Had Rough Kitchen Sex From Behind

She was bucking and moaning and I could feel her juices running over my balls and down my ass crack. Her body tense as the orgasm continues to rip through her. The faint feminine, flowery smell pf the lotion combined with smell of her skin was going to my head. Her sexy butthole winking at me like a tiny starfish, the excitement from her pussy beginning to leak out and drip slightly over it. I pull her to me, our lips meeting. I moan again, the silken walls of her cunt grasping me, squeezing me, and practically pleading with me to fill them with cum. Well, this spring we all got together to celebrate their Dad’s birthday. Our tongue danced together. I began to wonder if she was doing it on purpose, but no, that’s not possible. I slipped my shirt over my head, pulling her close, feeling her smooth naked body against mine.