A Steamy Stroll Through Camfrog’s Indonesian Delights

Her hands find my hair and she yanks my mouth free. “I was just wondering where your pens were?” She asks, her empty basket at her waist. Xnxx tv “Fuck,” she murmurs against my lips. FUCK. I grab a box of ink cartridges and make my way up the ladder, when a soft cough catches my attention. “Fuck me,” I whisper in appreciation. “Sure.”
I get down the ladder and head to the back room, her trailing behind me. “Here we are.”
“You didn’t have to take me,” she smiles apologetically. I jump out of my boxers and palm my dick, pumping a few times. Her pussy is worth it. Her hands find my hair and she yanks my mouth free. “Fuck,” I gasp, the air hissing from between my lips. She looks around, as if lost. All the while, I can feel my back heat up under her stare. “Sure.”
I get down the ladder and head to the back room, her trailing behind me. I’ve put two more boxes away when another soft cough interrupts my daydreams of fucking a tiny young blonde on the checkout counter. But I hump into her madly, my dick kissing her cervix with each thrust.

A Steamy Stroll Through Camfrog’s Indonesian Delights

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