A Venezuelan Girlfriend Will Always Be Ready To Fuck When You Get Home

“Tissues, please…” I hold my hand out to him, trying to clean my eye with the other. “anything I could do with them, I can wait to do with you.”

“For real?” he sounds surprised by my words, lifting his head to look down at me. “Looks like you’ve made a good start already!” Andy glances after me, still examining the photo. “That’s the point, silly…” I gently tap her hands away and re-angle the small mirror. “Oh fuck! After a good long soak we return to the bed and spend a couple of hours just cuddling, with the odd kiss every now and again, enjoying each other’s company and closeness. Your boobs felt incredible around me! Still cumming I pull his face to mine, moaning into his mouth as I kiss him deeply and urge him to fuck me. I’m gonna… He chuckles, “Hello back, Gorgeous,” he says, turning onto his side and gently brushing a stray lock of hair from my face, stroking my cheek lovingly. We kiss for a few minutes, his hand cupping my cheek to begin with before sliding down to squeeze and caress my ass, my own hand tracing circles on his chest and stomach.