the kyle smith

“Too late….UnhhhhAhhh…” Semen spurted from my cock, the first few shots clearing Mrs. B. almost entirely, landing on some papers on the far side of her desk. Smaller droplets peppered her hair. Once the strong spurts were spent, my cock deposited a sizable puddle of jizz on her back. It settled in the small of her back in the indentation of her spine.

“Yeah, I liked it too much, and that it why it’s not going to happen again,” she said with perhaps too much candor. I stepped toward her and hugged her. She put her hands against my chest as if to push me off, but then changed her mind and let me hold her. Her fingers played with the placket of my shirt. I lifted her chin to face me. “We can’t…” She looked frightened but pressed her lips against mine as we shared another amazing kiss. I dropped my hand and cupped her pretty ass. She didn’t resist. I slowly lifted her short dress and reached inside her lacy panties and caressed her baby smooth ass cheek.

It's going down now You're thirsty for some blood Actually craving for love. What you only want is dub Greed makes you go numb Purposefully, blocking good thoughts Hey, please, doctor, doctor He's about to be that patient 'Cause I'm about to knock him out cold (Bring him back, please) .Whole lotta moves I make on you like dance floor. And during this beat down You prolly wish that you can fast-forward (oh).