Then I poured my semen in her pussy. She also took along breath. I lay over her naked breast for a long time and her arms were around me. After some t...me she asked me let he got wash room and I was also need it. We went to bathroom where she cleaned my cock and her pussy. We came back from wash room. She sat on sofa and asked me to sit in her lap. I sat in her lap she was moving her fingers in my hair and I was playing with her boobs. We were talked for a long time she kissed me on my cheeks. One choice, one chance to leave your mark on the world, and then the app is gone. Deleted. Like it never happened at all.” She smiled as she spoke. This chill rippled through me. I glanced down, not at my lap or the silk sheets peeking between my thighs. I stared down and down to the metaphorical layers of Hell beneath me.“You’re a...” I looked up at her. “A ... A...” I couldn’t bring myself to say the word aloud. The D stuck on my tongue, unable to form the syllables that came after.She winked. I looked at her and said what has gotten into you. "Just put your dick in my pussy and fuck me I tell you about it while your fucking me damn it NOW FUCK ME FUCK ME GOOD AND HARD DAMN IT BABY OUT YOUR DICK IN ME PLEASE BABY NOW GOD DAMN IT" I needed no encouragement at all, I pushed her down on the bed and slid my cock deep in her wet pussy and started fucking her hard. She looked up at me "YOU LIKE THAT WET PUSSY BABY" "OH BABY YOU KNOW I DO" she then started telling me why she was like this. Earlier, Denise and I had arrived home from work. It was a bright and brisk day outside as we walked into our kitchen. "How was your day?" I asked. "OK," she answered putting her purse onto the kitchen table. She moved to hang her keys on the key rack by the door but dropped them onto the floor. She bent over to pick them up. The keys dropping had gotten my attention and it became more focused as she bent over. Denise had on a conservative skirt suit but I was given a beautiful view of her.
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