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Two Mommies
Two Mommies
Two Mommies
Two Mommies
She straddled him, silk sliding down her hips as her fingers wrapped around his length. With a slow descent she took him inside, heat gripping tight, every inch claimed at her pace. He groaned, back pressing into the sheets while his hands found her waist, guiding the rhythm without rushing. Her cunt milked him in wet pulls that made his thighs tense. Breath caught in her throat on each rise and fall, the pace tightening, hips rolling, the sound of skin meeting skin rising. He thrust up to meet her, deeper now, forcing a moan from her that broke into sharper cries. The pace turned fevered—his hand gripping her ass hard, her nails dragging down his chest—until the tension snapped and they came together, shuddering, slick, lost inside the friction they had built.
She straddled him, silk sliding down her hips as her fingers wrapped around his length. With a slow descent she took him inside, heat gripping tight, every inch claimed at her pace. He groaned, back pressing into the sheets while his hands found her waist, guiding the rhythm without rushing. Her cunt milked him in wet pulls that made his thighs tense. Breath caught in her throat on each rise and fall, the pace tightening, hips rolling, the sound of skin meeting skin rising. He thrust up to meet her, deeper now, forcing a moan from her that broke into sharper cries. The pace turned fevered—his hand gripping her ass hard, her nails dragging down his chest—until the tension snapped and they came together, shuddering, slick, lost inside the friction they had built.