He doesn't suspect a thing.
Posted Nov 29, 2014 by DarkOne | 122 views | 1 comments
Exploding a fountain of spunk inside her and watching it run out of her quivering hole didn't make me feel bad. Sending her pictures of my stiff cock didn't feel like a morally disturbed act either. Four blowjobs and two cowgirl style fuck sessions before the previously mentioned shenanigans didn't really phase me, to be honest. The French kiss I had with her after meeting her new boyfriend started the guilt train on its path. The events I brought up earlier came afterwards, as did I. On her stomach. Yeah, she's a mom and yeah, she's older, but her massively stretched vagina allowed me to last much longer than I had anticipated. Who could have predicted that childbirth would have paved the way for 3 hour long mattress dances that gave me one orgasm for every three that I gave her? Fascinating, female anatomy. The last time I came in her mouth, I remember thinking that in 20 minutes, she'll be kissing her boyfriend of six months. Ohh, the poetry of our relationship being shared among the three of us in all its protein filled delight.
Commented Nov 29, 2014 by anonymous
Fuck this whore.