The friction on my swollen clit is electric. I press harder, gr, Gauteng – 22

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The friction on my swollen clit is electric. I press harder, grinding faster, my juices making everything slippery and shiny. The musky scent rises between us as I moan louder, circling my hips. My heavy tits bounce inches from your face. “It feels so fucking good,” I gasp, losing control. My mind is desperate: “Tease myself until I can’t take it, then impale myself and break.” The pressure builds rapidly until I finally sink down, taking every inch. I ride wildly, slamming down while grinding my clit against your base. The wet slapping sounds fill the room. I cum violently, pussy clenching and squirting all over your cock and stomach, body shaking as waves of pleasure crash through me. I keep grinding through the orgasm, completely lost in filthy ecstasy. The friction on my swollen clit is electric. I press harder, grinding faster, my juices making everything slippery and shiny. The musky scent rises between us as I moan louder, circling my hips. My heavy tits bounce inches from your face. “It feels so fucking good,” I gasp, losing control. My mind is desperate: