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She instantly leaned over to me slipping her hand to my growing cock and her tongue into my mouth.I slid the car seat back and she took the lead yet again. Sitting back, she yanked down her yoga pants and knickers to reveal that beautiful bald pussy of hers. I leaned over to her this time and cupped her pussy with my hand. Feeling the warmth radiating off of her as we kissed, I slid my fingers through the folds of her pussy lips and into her. She arched her back and spread her legs for me to finger fuck her harder and faster.She said she needed to have my cock and with that she was undoing my jeans which were soon around my ankles. She was climbing on top of me to ride my cock. She hovered over my solid cock for mere seconds before plunging herself down and onto me. My entire cock was inside of her and she loved it.I loved it. We fucked.Her bouncing around on top of me, I could feel the suspension of the car rocking and bouncing but I just went with the rhythm thrusting into her as. I love you, Diana, and I love knowing that I can make you come more than any man ever has or will again. You belong to me! That’s it, my love, come for me…’ ‘Oh, God…I love you, Charles!’ Diana groaned. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Her hands dug into the hair on the back of his head. Her back arched and her hips bucked against his as her climax peaked. She could feel her flesh throbbing on his. He sent her to these dizzying heights of passion every time he reminded her that he was the only man who could fuck her this good. I love your possessiveness of me…I need your possessiveness…I know you love me! ‘Oh, yes!’ he groaned as his orgasm peaked. ‘You are so beautiful when you come! Can you feel me pulsing inside you? I love to come with you, Diana…it feels so right!’ They moaned softly, grinding their hips together gently as their passion subsided. When they were breathing normally again, he kissed her tenderly. He lifted off of her, went into the bathroom and got a.
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