#51728 - . In turn, she always wore a wrap-around skirt, and a loose shirt, her very large breasts jiggling with every move – ah, yes, I had noticed previously. I moved my hand down her spine, lingering here and there, using my mouth to plant gentle kisses on her neck, her shoulders and back, nibbling her exposed right earlobe, my hand reaching the crack of her buttocks, sliding down through there and under; my prick was lodged between her legs, but she opened them to my hand as I slid from her tight rosebud further along.
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