When Trista was about to walk out of the kitchen, she was too nervous to notice that she had not even worn her panties. Edison managed to catch her with her panties wrapped around one of her legs. She almost tripped because of that. Edison laughed as Trista looked down and blushed red.
Edison could not help but drag Trista back to his arms, rubbing against her butt with his c**k. She was struggling to get his hands off while gasping and responding to Edison’s kiss.
“I have to go out now, Edison. Let me go.”
“Let’s make it quick.” Edison untied her robe and instantly put his d**k inside her cunt from behind. Trista had to hold the chair to avoid losing her balance. Edison stroked inside her like he was crazy. The pleasure brought by a fast f**k could be compared to nothing. He
