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2021-09-28 19:41:46Wearing only my skirt, I climbed the stairs, noticing him staring at my curvy ass as I walked all the way up to his bedroom. Ohh how the anticipation of his moves was killing me softly. Folding my legs on the soft bed, I sit on my ankles, waiting patiently for my LORD. My heart starts beating faster when the door opens and Marcelo walks towards me, in all his manly nakedness. Finally, here is the cock I always wanted to suck on...
I bend forward to bring it closer to my mouth, so we can continue to look into each other's eyes while I moisten my lips and stick out my tongue. I start running my wet tongue over the tip of Marcelo's cock, clockwise then counterclockwise, to stimulate him and see his reaction. He looks down at me with a smirk, knowing what is waiting for him. My tongue positions itself under the penis, lapping from the bottom to the top, as though licking ice cream on a hot
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