my favourite way of fucking

If I played with you now I would tease u, lick and bite ur neck, fondle ur nice tits suck ur nipples hard and bite them gently between my lips, kiss ur belly, kiss and lick ur thighs feel my hands teasing and sliding on ur body as I move down and start licking ur wet tight pussy, long licks on ur pussylips moving to suck ur clit hard as I start to slide a finger gently inside ur dripping pussy, taking it out and make u taste your lovely sweet juices too. After licking your pussy, making you feel good by sucking and biting your swollen clit and pussylips. Then I would have loved to slide my cock between your nice tits, feel the nipples so hard, sliding and let u suck the head as I fuck your firm lovely tits. Looking u deep into your eyes, smiling seeing the longing of feeling my hard cock between your swollen pussylips so dripping wet. then I would move and turn you to a doggy style feel my cock rubbing your pussy from behind and let it slide inside, feel my pulsing cock filling you as I fuck deeper and faster, having a firm grip on your hips, fondle your ass cheeks kissing your neck, feel my warm breath as I move faster, my balls dripping wet of your juices slamming at your clit as my cock goes deep inside. feel it building up, can hear you moan of lust and pleasure as you can feel the sensation building up your spinal cord. You can feel it from head to toe as you cum in waves as I fill your pussy with my warm cum. Then I slow down taking you slower and slower, letting it stay inside, still hard, taking it out and lay down beside you fondle your face and body stroke it slow and gentle with my hand, looking u deep into your eyes again and kiss you with soft lips so gentle holding you close to me.

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