I’m asleep. I’m awake from the sound of my bedroom door. However, I don’t move, knowing who’s here. I feel she’s stripped and I feel the covers are drawn. I feel his body warm near mine. I track my finger behind my right ear and kiss my shoulder. His hands move in my body. While they fish inside my underwear (lear jungle cans)

I’m putting myself on my back. We share a deep kiss while I get up my ass for her to relieve my only clothing. I’m throwing them away, the kiss is not broken. After a couple of minutes fond of kissing you kiss along my body. As she gets to her stomach, her hands stroke her thighs, beginning with her knees. As she approaches my erotic center, which is standing proud and tall, with her mouth her hands work there until. While using a hand to caress my dick and balls lick my dick and use the other hand to massage where my thighs meet my body. It takes me to my mouth, deeper and gives me a lot of linguistic action. His hand pumps what is not in the mouth while the other continues is work at my joints, moving also to my balls and ass. Stronger, longer. While I’m about to go beyond the limit she slows down and licks me like a lollipop. I moan, and she continues this blessed torture until it’s too much. I’ll fill her mouth with my coming. Some tricks along the mouth. She kisses her way back to my body and share a kiss of the soul.

I licked the dribble from his face. I go in my throat, taking my time. I ran the tongue between then on his breasts, spending more time on his stretched nipples. Return between his neckline and his descent. My tongue flows into her navel. She moans. As I get to his pub, I change the angle of attack. I go lick her thigh and lick it, using my hands to provide moral support from shin up. I put my knees on her shoulders as I approach her cut, taking time to lick her thigh joints. I put my tongue on my lips while I was choking inside his opening. I put my tongue in. I do some incoming and outgoing action before taking his clitoris in his mouth. Start losing control. The hums, she goes beyond the edge and her juices, which were oozing slowly now gush in the mouth. I continue this exquisite torture until I beg to stop, or for 20 minutes, whatever is longer. He grabs my ears and pulls me up between my legs. We share a kiss. I unwind in her open vagina while my tongue penetrates her mouth, dancing with tongue. While I’m in, I get up from her, looking down to see how my body moves in her. I put my knees on my shoulders and dive deep into it, starting slowly. She calls “Ohh, Mike” and I increases my time. The end head I received prevents me from coming, while the head that received orgasm before orgasm. I slow down while taking my breath, I never stop. When I’m getting tired, I move and our lips flow together. I push deep and slow, and then deep and fast, taking her away again, while I’m only moving an inch from her body. I’m approaching my crisis.

I’ll take my back, put my weight on his body and go back deeper and deeper. As I go to the attic, I join myself and hold me tightly against her while we do a phase out of the world. We’re still holding our breath. I stay in her while I go soft. I’m leaving. We share kisses, caresses and pillow conversation while we relax in the afterglow. Let’s talk about the past day and relieve tensions with gentle kisses and caresses. As energy returns, I move my hand on his body. She looks at me with a look of anticipation (she on her back, I on my side) as my fingers smooth over her opening.

As she relaxes, I dive into a finger, then two. At first I go slowly, and at the bottom, collecting juices. My fingers close on the clitoris while my time increases with breathing. Her sex comes back. Faster, faster, in and out. Start moving under my hand. I’ll hold her glue. Start shaking while you turn off. I have no mercy on what seems like an eternity, but it’s just a few minutes. Slow your fingers and breathing slows down. I throw my fingers and read my practical work from them. He smiles and rolls to his hands and knees.

I went back to the occasion as I climbed on board and so slowly and deeply walk in. My rhythm increases as I massage his sides and reach the front. I dragged her to me, pushed me back. Our time increases. My hand goes to his button of joy while we drive each other and both go away. I collapsed above her while we take her breath. Let’s go with the sides. I come down and replace the covers. I reach and take my cup of water, take a deep sip and pass it to her, still keeping contact. Put the cup on the floor (or better, let it fall) and we head towards the sleep of lovers.