Stop scrolling through IG! It’s time to fuck my creamy pussy! My huge tits want to bounce

Stop scrolling through IG! It’s time to fuck my creamy pussy! My huge tits want to bounce “That’s not what I want for us,” I said, shaking my head. “Oh my god, Marcus… harder! You’ve—”

“Then why?” she snapped. Sure, she might claim to be able to handle it… to be able to cope with anything to be with me, but she didn’t deserve that. “Oh. At this moment, with her on her knees before me, I wanted Natashya. You deserve better. I had to try because I’m not over her.”

Danni looked back at her plate. She was a phenomenal listener, maintaining eye contact, asking follow-up questions, and gasping at all the appropriate moments, all while making me feel she was genuinely interested. “What if I let you put a collar on me… like Bobbi? I buried my face in her hair, reached over her back, and raked my short fingernails up her spine. “Do yourself a favor. It’s been eating at me this whole time, and you were right the other night. “She left pretty abruptly. “Because… I…”

“I think I love you, Marcus,” Danni said, looking back at me, and I could see tears building at the rims of her eyes, barely held at bay. I could tell she really wanted to let loose and cry. Her fingers clapped on the top of my head, dragging across my scalp as she grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled