Kathleen
Kathleen Kruz rolls off her tongue like butter, but A.K.A. Kathleen hit me like warm honey when she arched her back, eyes half-closed, and showed me everything without saying a word. My gaze slipped down her bare tits and tight stomach before it landed right on the trimmed patch between her legs where her fingers slid slow and lazy. She worked two inside herself with a wet sound that stuck to the air, lips parted, hips rocking just enough to let the pale strip of skin above her clit catch the light. Each push dragged a low, shivery moan out of her throat. The fat, swollen length between my legs twitched so hard it almost slapped my belly, and I tightened my grip until it throbbed in my fist. Kathleen smiled like she knew exactly what that sound did to me and never stopped the deep, slick rhythm of her fingers dragging more heat from the slick heat of her cunt.
Kathleen
Kathleen Kruz rolls off her tongue like butter, but A.K.A. Kathleen hit me like warm honey when she arched her back, eyes half-closed, and showed me everything without saying a word. My gaze slipped down her bare tits and tight stomach before it landed right on the trimmed patch between her legs where her fingers slid slow and lazy. She worked two inside herself with a wet sound that stuck to the air, lips parted, hips rocking just enough to let the pale strip of skin above her clit catch the light. Each push dragged a low, shivery moan out of her throat. The fat, swollen length between my legs twitched so hard it almost slapped my belly, and I tightened my grip until it throbbed in my fist. Kathleen smiled like she knew exactly what that sound did to me and never stopped the deep, slick rhythm of her fingers dragging more heat from the slick heat of her cunt.