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Sit on the edge of a dining room chair while leaning back and your legs spread wide. Then I sit on the floor with my face in your pussy. Excellent access from the bottom to the top of your pussy, so you can glaze my entire face with your juice. Also makes your pussy very accessible to my fingers (I LOVE finger-fucking!). And, once you have cum enough from my tongue and fingers and beg for my cock, you can have me sit in the chair while you slam your pussy up and down on me reverse-cowgirl.
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I'm all about the bed! and I am never in a hurry. slowly licking is just fine!
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Hi!. Interesting profile. if we were closer I'd be after you. I love fat girls and love the image of the sexy hippos in your profile. Big girls can be very very feminine and big asses feel soo good all up on me. Anyway, I have a video where I do some feasting on pussy. I really loved it and she made such a fine mouth fuck for me. But I always told her if she was going over the moon and sucking me became a distraction to go ahead and take it out of her mouth put her hand around it and just hold I where she can see it, and concentrate on the sensations of my mouth and tongue devouring her hot wet pussy. And she got so wet. It would pool up and I'd lick it out, suck it out, swallow and make sure I got it all, then go back to work. Then she's pool up again.. and again. God, I love excitable girls. I wondered if you saw it and what you thought if you did. Jack I was in a jr high school study hall when someone came on and turned on the TV. I had noticed adults being more hopeful as JFK's presidency went on. I've never seen so much sorrow by the whole country as I saw in the next few days and the image in my mind of the horse-drawn caisson with his casket and the riderless horse brings tears to my eyes as I write this. I don't normally let my mind go there because I feel that is the day hope died. Even at that age, I could feel the world change. Then came along the greatest hope monger of all time, Bobby, who I loved more than Jack, and the world murders him too. When asked who my heroes are I say; "My heroes were murdered".
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