Perfect for tonight, when Sophie—his best friend since middle school—was sprawled on the couch next to him, her legs tucked under her, flipping through streaming options like it mattered. He groaned, hips jerking, and thick ropes of cum shot out, splattering her hands—hot, white streaks landing on those red almonds, dripping down her fingers. Indian xxx “Maybe I wanna,” she whispered, wrapping those deadly fingers around his shaft. Read 3705 times |
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He groaned, hips jerking, and hot spurts of cum shot over her hand, dripping down those red nails. They were tangled up on the couch, still buzzing from their first round, the air heavy with the scent of cum and her slick. “Goddamn—yes,” he rasped, hips bucking into her hand. “Fuck, you’re perfect,” he muttered, spent, watching her lick a little off one nail—just to fuck with him—before wiping the rest on his thigh. The movie was still playing, some idiot
