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I didn't even remember when was the last time that I had a hand job. Maybe when I was a teenager and discovered the feminine touch for the first time and realized how much better it was than my own hand.
But with Katlyn, my little fighter and sweet darling who breaks apart so beautifully in my arms, it was hundred times better than the s*x I have had before. Somehow her small fingers wrapped around me and her soft body pressed against me brought me to the edge like nothing else had ever, and the feel of my hard côck sliding through her wetness was ecstatic to the point that it didn’t take me much longer to come all over her and paint her beautiful pûssy in my release.
For a brief moment, I fought with an urge to throw caution to the wind and take her like I wanted to. Slam into
