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I closed the door and went back to the kitchen. As usual, he gave me a tight hug while leaving, and this time, I gave him a peck on the cheeksThat week we both had gotten even closer. We would have a couple of drinks every night, listen to soft music, smoke enjoy music. We would sit close to each other and not miss a chance to rub our bodies against each other. I loved the way he would get a hard-on.That Friday, when he returned from work in the evening, he brought me a gift. I did not open it. She sat on my face and used my nose to penetrate herself while I sucked her clit to orgasm several times. She knows I like my nipples pulled on when she does this and tonight she pulled what seemed to me a little harder. Then I felt her grab my hand and squirt some lotion in it. I couldn’t see a thing with her smothering me but I was happy. She told me she wanted me to masturbate and cum on my stomach. Then she lifted her pussy off my nose and rested her asshole right over my mouth. I drove my. Hefelt like he was in heaven and Layla was his guardian angel. Pleasurepulsated through his body and his cock rose to attention once again.After a couple minutes of kissing, Layla grabbed his hand and pulled himtowards her bed with a surprising amount of strength."Let me be on top," Layla demanded as she pressed Matt's arms down ontothe mattress and whispered seductively "Trust me it will be better thisway." She pulled down her frilly panties revealing her hot cunt. Smilinginfectiously, Layla. She begged for me to go faster and faster. As I pounded her from behind she asked for me to pull her hair. As we fucked I reached up and grabbed her hair and gaveit a firm tug, holding her head back. "Pull it harder!" she yelled, "Yes! Harder!, Fuck me harder! HARDER!" I didntwant to hurt her, but I kept gradually pulling harder and fucking harder. I thought the bed was going to break byhow violently the headboard was hitting the wall. "Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck! Fuck me! YEA!" Nikki was an a****l,.
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