Göğüsleri onun yerine yarağını sağana kadar tüm seansta onun gelişmiş göğüslerini sağmaya çalıştı

He took one look at my new areolas and lost all self control. Darker, bigger, more sensitive than ever. He started with his face buried in them, then the hands took over in a rough massage that became something else entirely. He was trying to milk them. Pulling, kneading, twisting in long strokes like he expected something to come out. He got a few drops, which only made him worse. He bent me over and reached underneath while he fucked me from behind, grabbing both tits hard to pull me deeper onto his cock. Still milking. Still chasing those drops. Then cowgirl, fists clenching each nipple upward, absolutely convinced he was going to get something worth writing home about. He wasn't. It's his cock that got milked in the end. Tits pressed around him until he finished all over them.