Teach Me Mommy – Shyla Jennings, India Summer

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I leaned into her and smelled her wet hair and ran my lips around her face, not really kissing her, just feeling her skin on my lips. Having never really performed oral sex I began what was to become a trademark move of mine in later years. Indian hot xxx Miller moaned and Oh my Godded while she scratched frantically at my back. I studied them over carefully, searching for any clue as to who they might belong to. Indeed, I realized, they would probably fit her perfectly. My dick won out and as I crept along the rows of lockers, I imagined getting caught and labeled a peeping tom. Her ass banged against the lockers with each thrust and they rattled loudly. As usual, I was hoping to find something I could sniff or feel to fuel my eager imagination. It was wonderful. Miller relinquished her hold on the wall and bent over to grab her ankles. Somewhat fishy, mild, with the smell of lavender and a muskiness. I got a fair amount of teasing. Miller moaned and Oh my Godded while she scratched frantically at my back. Anyway, while this seemed somewhat coincidental, I didn’t really think about it.

Teach Me Mommy – Shyla Jennings, India Summer

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