
Breakfast At Tiffany’s
Her moans turning into screams
Waking with a raging hard-on, I reached for Tiffany, the bed was empty. I found her sprawled on the couch fast asleep, her beautiful pussy on display. She moaned as I slid my finger through her slit.
Time for breakfast at Tiffany’s
Spreading her legs wide. I swirled my tongue around her swollen clit, licking between her lips. Pushing her legs back farther, shoving my tongue deep inside her pussy.
Moaning loudly and writhing, her thighs shaking under my hands. I clamped my mouth around her clit, sucking it. Sliding two fingers inside her wet pussy, slamming her hard.
She pushed her pussy hard against my face. Her breasts bounced as her chest heaved, her moans turning into screams. Holding her down, I lapped up her sweet juices as she came hard.
We lay on the couch together. Spooning her body against mine, we fall asleep, basking in afterglow.
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