I toss her on the bed, and she giggles as she watches me quickly shed my shirt. XXX She continues to work my cock with her hands, her mouth, and her tongue. Marci moans. She threw her head back, her hair spilling down her back and caressing her shoulders. So I decided to stay in New York another day. Her breasts bouncing, and she leans forward, smothering my slickened lips with hers. Two days of heat to hold her another month perhaps, she thought. My head tossed back, sweat trickling down my face as I strain, my hips instinctively bucking, as she works me over. She feels me swelling as I grunted over her, thrusting faster, hand in her hair and on her breast pulling her to me.
