He drank the most. Another hour or two passed, Darius was still on top, fucking away at my pussy. Xnxx porn “Give me that fucking cock!”
We kissed to the couch, I pushed him down on it, and flung off my dress, my bra, and thong. I swatted at his arm, laughing, maybe a little too much. “You do?” he didn’t recognize me. I got home a little later, stripped naked and rode a dildo, pretending it was Darius, before John got home. I could tell he wanted to have a word with me, but couldn’t in front of Darius. “I love you,” I whispered after cumming again. I told him I ran into someone from high school. “I love you too, baby,” he kissed my neck. What if the chance arose to sleep with Darius? “Why not? I love you,” I told him. “So how long are you in Miami?” I asked. Perhaps it was because I needed to be quiet so I wouldn’t wake my husband, perhaps my feelings for Darius were getting stronger and stronger, either way, we made love.
