“What do you want?” he asked, that seductive smile playing on his lips. Porn movie His right hand finally reached it’s destination: her sloppy wet pussy. “Thank you so much, Master,” she said, stretching up on her tiptoes to kiss him. They turned into the parking lot of some fancy restaurant with a French name Claire couldn’t read. “Oh, faster!’ she moaned. For the first time, Claire squirted. Once on the road, he took the wheel with one hand. His left hand had let go of her breast, instead it was busy with her clit, teasing it wonderfully. “But don’t you feel good right now?” He put his palms on her nipples, and- as if to prove his point- her chest, without her permission, started rubbing against his unmoving hands.
