Gracefully, she reached down, and with a cupped hand, caught the escaping stream of our love liquids as they exited her pussy. She snuggled up next to me and proceeded to unzip my pants as I drove onto Hwy. XXX Easily, she let her self down upon its length as the driving force of its hardness parted the walls of her rectal canyon. Getting up, she made her way to the bathroom to wash up, reaching out and playfully squeezing my sore sword. I had used some vasoline, and had been more than liberal with the foreplay, still her pussy held my elongated, swollen dick within her twat like a case hardened pair of vice grips. My pants were still unzipped, my limp noodle, out for the world to see.
