Melissa Makes A Mess

Melissa stopped by today looking good enough to eat, and we were both way past small talk. She dropped to her knees, swallowed me whole, then crushed me between those tits like it was a competition. When her arches started working my shaft I nearly lost it on the spot. Instead I pulled her up, she climbed on and took every inch like it was personal, creamy slick sounds filling the room while her hips rolled. Felt the heat spike; she locked up, pulsed around me, and I pumped everything I had straight into that snug grip. Pulled out slow and watched the mess spill back out of her like I’d signed the deed.