The House Is Alone So, It’s Time To Fuck. – Different Angle

Please do it inside, I’m on the pill!” begged Alicia. Her eyes widened, overwhelmed by the amount and taste. His cock tented hard in his boxers and revealed a wet spot that blotted the fabric of it. Alicia struggled to catch her breath, chest heaving up and down. “Alicia!“

“You know, you’re the talk of my school,” spoke Alicia, flopping onto his bed. He tossed his own shirt over his head and kneeled down to the level of Alicia’s pussy and ate her with an animalistic lust. Hunter grabbed Alicia’s hair and pulled her so she was sitting up on the bed. And you’re my neighbor’s daughter. He knew the consequences of fucking his neighbors daughter and prudently avoided that end. The spot next to her drenched with her saliva, as Hunter’s fingers kept her mouth pried open. “You’re not completely spent yet, are you, Alicia?” said Hunter. “I had a boyfriend, but he—he wasn’t nearly as good as you,” followed Alicia, speaking through the sloppish sounds her wetness created. He slid them off her legs, eliciting a small moan from Alicia.