The film isn’t over, but we don’t care… Knowing that there is no need to wake up early in the next morning, we were playing our favorite game of love and sex till late night of Monday. Xnxx porn My own body gives up its orgasm, as my hubby sits up and bites my shoulder. I look up to him and said, “Doesn’t blackberry pie and wine sound nice?”
“Yes! The soft glow of light barely reaches us from the projection room. Sitting back just a bit, I run my hand down his shaft, and across his balls, feeling them leap at me. His bite was hard, somewhat painful; but at the same time purely full of pleasure. He turns me around and seats himself in the chair behind me. I had awakened to the feel of an arm upon me, and knew I had been dreaming. Each push is deeper. The water had flowed over our bodies, as we had enjoyed each other once more. The movie must have finished and the public must be going out of the theater. I grasp his arm and we move away, ignoring the hour, and only looking for those ahead of us. The sounds of our moaning and sounds of our fucking strokes
