Damla damla: sürtük inek iki döl emiyor!!

Whoa. Who knew, that the quiet girl, sitting in the back, with the thick glasses and pigtails, was such a whore. We were just vibing about anime and Star Trek..... She was cool to talk to, the right mix of goofy, smart, and funny... I was mid-sentence when she gave me that look. That look of submission and vulnerability. A desire to be overwhelmed, eaten, fucked, slutted out, and cummed on spewed from her eyes... I don't remember pulling my pants down... All I could remember was soft, soft lips gliding up and down, using warm, thick spit as lube. My toes wiggled as she sucked the first load out... My legs tightened as she kept licking the tip... My hips thrusted as the second load coated her tongue... My balls twitched as she cleaned up her mess... I lied there, spent and slippery... We were just vibing about anime and Star Trek...