55. Luke
Luke
Natalie rises to her knees, then puts her hands on my chest as she swings her leg over my waist.
“Gotta get closer than that.” I grip her thighs and tug her forward.
Natalie moves her knees up until she’s forced to lift them over my shoulders.
Her pussy is inches from my mouth, and I’m sick of waiting.
I slap my hands down on her ass and pull her the rest of the way.
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