I remembered so many of the good times Kate and I had shared, both alone and with others. xxx sex Not like my usual hard, forceful squirt, nor like my weak, watery cum loads after already shooting a load. These images swirled around in my head and elicited an orgasm. I climbed on the bed with her, in the 69 position but next to her. My lips, my tongue could hardly contain themselves as they excitedly explored her tasty cunt. I scooted my hands under her legs and buried my face in her crotch. You know just how I like it. After all, it’s our last time together for a while. “What the fuck time is it, anyway? “You’re already wet, Kate.” “Yup. Still before daylight, Kate put on some coffee and began cooking another country breakfast. Her touch was unmistakable; gentle yet firm at the same time; very stimulating. Not like my usual hard, forceful squirt, nor like my weak, watery cum loads after already shooting a load. As a final gesture, she grabbed my junk and gave it one last squeeze. Makes me want to get skanky with you.” “I’d love it, unk. “What the fuck time is it, anyway? As a final gesture, she grabbed my junk and gave it one last squeeze. “El, honey, let me throw a few things in my bag while you get undressed.
