her clitoris.
'Why don't you wait and see tomorrow night?' Cheryl asked, then moaned, 'Ooooooooh! This's more important… right now! I'm hot… already!'
Quickly, agilely, she shifted her body, reversing herself and straddling her husband's face, her hands and mouth greedily anticipative, as she reached out for the massive length of his penis, spearing straight up from the hairiness of his loins, and her mouth ovalled to slip down over its pulsating head. Then, their mouths busy, there was no more need for words.
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