She looks over her shoulder mischievously,
"O.K now that's over can we work?" she giggles
He chuckles as he straightens up slapping her ass as he shakes his head.
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| Her body shudders with the beginnings of her second orgasm, pushing him over the edge, he drops his head, his forehead resting against the nape of her neck as he pounds himself hard into her ass. Gasping and moaning, their bodies slick with sweat and oil, the smell of the oil intoxicating him. His hips pounding relentlessly against her ass reddening the cheeks. They cum together, he collapses sated on top of her his hot breath playing against her skin. She looks over her shoulder mischievously, "O.K now that's over can we work?" she giggles He chuckles as he straightens up slapping her ass as he shakes his head. |
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