I told you to grab my white night shirt not my lingerie!” I scolded him. xxx Not so much for John’s sake, but for mine. As if to counteract the sick feeling in my stomach my cunt kicked into overdrive and started to burn like no fire that had ever been lit down there. I thought frantically. I told you to grab my white night shirt not my lingerie!” I scolded him. As I was bent over on my knees I saw Johns shadow casting in front of. Staying put and letting him finish was the only thing I could think of. I glanced back quickly, and he was just standing there looking at me. I made my way to a small clearing not far from John. A shock wave of pleasure hit my clit this time as his cock exited my thighs.
