In My Desperate Time

I push his head, trying to get him farther away from me. I keep my legs tucked in to prevent him from invading me further.

How can I let him kiss me on such a private spot?

Frances stops and looks at me with an evil smile.

"Be good. Relax."

He reaches out his fingers and gently touches my sensitive area.

"No!"

I can't help but moan in embarrassment, and my legs part slightly. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Frances buries his head there and uses his lips and tongue to invade my most delicate garden.

I never thought he would do such a dirty thing. Did I not understand men, or did I think him noble?

No matter what, I can't think anymore.

It feels completely different from when he enters me with his big boy, but it gives me such an indescribable pleasure.

I grab his shoulders and let out uncontrollable moans.

in and reach the peak of

am still shy or I just had my orgasm, but my body is boiling

arms, his

my hand and puts it on his big

when I touch it, I bounce

It's scalding.

It's huge.

dare to look at it. I don't have the strength to do it. I can only bury my head in Frances'

in my

my legs around his waist and carries me

takes touches the

orgasm is still holding power over me, so after he

smiles evilly and places me on his

the desk to the sofa, the bed, the balcony, and the

is

time has passed, but I feel all of my strength

men could be sucked dry, but now

aren't you

man who is still fighting and

let me touch you for so long. When