We went back to the living room and sat down, facing the floor-to-ceiling windows that look onto the backyard. xvideo Her breasts are swollen, the nipples hard, her pussy wet and dripping. It is impossible to distinguish between our vocals. My sly smile nearly sends her back into oblivion. Holding in one giant spasm, she writhes and thrashes about, dirty words spewing forth from between her clenched teeth. I start to massage them slowly. Wave after wave of exquisite pleasure washing over her, spasm after spasm surging through her until she is hurting from the strain. One finger slides down her slit, into her dripping hole and my thumb is on her throbbing clit.
