She hummed as she lowered herself on to my cock. I could feel the walls of her vagina clamping down on me. Her pelvis melted with mine and she let out...a deep moan, digging her fingernails in to my chest. She bit down on her lower lip, and smiled. Then rhythmically, she rocked her hips back and forth, slow at first, then faster and faster. “Oh yes!” she remarked. I put my hands on her boobs, gently messaging them as she rocked back and forth in steady rhythmic motion. Suddenly, she stiffened. Grinning to herself, Staci pulled out a flimsy, lacy bra that matched her top and quickly snapped it in front before buttoning on the blouse. Ten minutes of searching made her realize that the matching thong was somewhere in the pile of dirty laundry inside the closet, so she elected to go without and yanked the skirt up over her hips. Staci turned a little, checking her look in the mirror as she pulled the damp towel off her head, tossing it to the floor.She noted the time and quickly brushed. More

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