Anthologies of Love and Passion

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- Anything? - He repeated.

- Yeah, anything. she said, pulling back her index finger, then sucking long and wet from her voluptuous tongue.

- Oh, I'll take it, anything. - He said.

So, he said. "Get out of that car and suck my cock." - He said, unzipping his fly.

At that time, the woman did not see anyone passing on the empty highway, kneeling faster than getting out of the car, on the curb, between the asphalt, when she kneeled, sucking him, like his black lollipop, with a blunt head, he growled accordingly, she sucked on him, tip to base, licking with her tongue circling his length as she was savouring the musky chocolate taste of him.

When she drinks it, tasting her new boy, her eyes and mouths roll when the man growls. - That's right, keep it up. - He said, when he placed his hands on her head, helping her to swallow, with strength, speed, pushing and pulling, the woman then swallowed her seed, with the strength of shallow blows, but her penis was still hard.

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