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. I pictured her astride his body, her head tilted so she could watch his face. And it was impossible to focus my attention on either one of them; the sensations were that good. Ann leaned down to put her head in my lap, and the man moved behind me, putting his arms around my chest and continuing his stimulation of my hard nipples. The wetness and the warmth of her cunt gripped me and squeezed me convulsively as I slid my cock in and out of her swollen lips. Let him come inside me. Her beneath him, her ankles resting on his shoulders, her hands caressing his face. vintage images. I pictured her astride his body, her head tilted so she could watch his face. And it was impossible to focus my attention on either one of them; the sensations were that good. Ann leaned down to put her head in my lap, and the man moved behind me, putting his arms around my chest and continuing his stimulation of my hard nipples. The wetness and the warmth of her cunt gripped me and squeezed me convulsively as I slid my cock in and out of her swollen lips. Let him come inside me. Her beneath him, her ankles resting on his shoulders, her hands caressing his face. vintage images. I pictured her astride his body, her head tilted so she could watch his face. And it was impossible to focus my attention on either one of them; the sensations were that good. Ann leaned down to put her head in my lap, and the man moved behind me, putting his arms around my chest and continuing his stimulation of my hard nipples. The wetness and the warmth of her cunt gripped me and squeezed me convulsively as I slid my cock in and out of her swollen lips. Let him come inside me. Her beneath him, her ankles resting on his shoulders, her hands caressing his face. I pictured her astride his body, her head tilted so she could watch his face. And it was.