Barely legal phone sex at the table

Barely legal phone sex

I was there in nothing but an apron contemplating when to get to the Barely legal phone sex I had planned. His dinner was already made and his cock out and ready for my wet pussy. I knew it was only a matter of time before I was pumping that thick dick right into my dripping cunny, but first I really wanted a taste of that massive prick. I didn’t give him time to think about it, while he was eating the food I’d slaved over I slipped right under the table and started grabbing his dick and readying it. Within just a few strokes I had him at a healthy mast that was even better than the one I’d been drooling over, so I couldn’t resist anymore and popped him deep into my mouth. I was ready for a Deepthroat blowjob and It was a salty-sweet that made my day a little better just by tasting it. I got to work, because I was a happy girl with a lot of desires flowing through me and no self-control. He suddenly got a very good idea of what drilling me later was going to be like, what with the energy I was throwing into a simple blowjob. Enthusiastic to a fault, my wet mouth was bobbing rhythmically, consistently, and entirely too deep for any of his previous sluts to compare with my heat. What I couldn’t get in I was stroking in a matching tandem with both hands. My eyes were lidded, my fingers played him like an instrument, and before he knew I was actively worshiping his thick man meat without relent or hint of a pause. There was something magical about his hot shaft fitting so perfectly in my mouth, or how easy it was to start pushing it deep into my throat. It just worked, like a key to my lock, and I was satisfied to keep bobbing my Teen whore head and enjoying myself to the fullest extent. 

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