Zet gewoon je hoofdtelefoon op en geniet van het verhaal en mijn sappige poesje (ASMR)

My mouth was watering at the sight. As I studied that specimen of organ, my fingers were into my shorts and touching my clit. I looked above, nice chest, nice muscles, and oh God!!! Oh my god!!! My fingers were suddenly inside my vagina. And I moaned. Mr. William!! This is him. Oh god!! How many times I had imagined him fucking me on the college table and now his penis was in front of me. Oh, god!!! And I am sexting with him. I again looked at his pen, his lines, his body, his face, and imagined him plunging into me.