Bathroom counter

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    Aysa sat spread eagle on the cold bathroom counter as her head was pressed up against the mirror, her hands over her mouth as she tried to compress the noisy moans that were threatening to release themselves.

Her boyfriend played in her wetness while spreading her lips with his index and middle finger. Them being in his mother's house they'd been so horny the two couldn't wait anymore. After a few begs Aysa finally gave in, but it was hard not to make noise.

" Baby, please " she shrieked as Benji's ring finger slid into her warm cave, wrapping around it perfectly. Her smooth chocolate thighs tried clenching together but Benji wasn't having it. Pushing them farther apart he added another digit into her pulsating hole that had juices leaking from it.

" shut up before they hear you, " he said as he gritted his teeth together.

Nodding Aysa tossed her head to the side while biting roughly on her bottom lip, toying with her hardened nipple that was out for display Benji lowered his head letting a blow of air out from behind his lips causing the young girl to shiver. " Look that pretty pussy " licking lightly on her clit that was begging for attention.

Her squirming allowed him to fasten his pace he plunged into her honey pot, sucking and kissing softly on her bud. " taste good as shit too," lifting Aysa's leg placing it on his shoulder he had more access to her pussy. Removing the digits Benji shoved his face deep into her pot plunging his pink muscle in her hole. Aysa placed her hand on top of his head trying to get him closer to her spot like he could get any closer. She was almost suffocating him but he was fine with it, Benji wouldn't mind dying like this.

" I'm cumming, "

Shaking his head side to side Aysa hyperventilated as her cum came spewing out of her vagina, attempting to push his head away Benji looped his arms under her thighs locking her in place. " fuck you going? " he murmured on her tender pot causing her to moan quite loud before covering her mouth.

Detaching his lips for the meal he'd devoured he stood up while his 6'0 glory over-ruled his girlfriend, looping his arms once again he pulled Aysa toward the edge of the granite countertop. He began to pull his pants down. Releasing his pipe that was confined by his briefs Benji started to lay his hand flat on the surface of her pussy rubbing it rapidly from side to side, " oh! Fuck Benji " stopping his movement he drew back soon putting his fingers to her mouth and Aysa gladly sucked them. Tasting her nectar innocently staring at her boyfriend as she ran her tongue over his digits and swirling her pink muscle.

Grunting Benji unexpectedly slid his '7 inch pipe into her pussy, sliding in slowly gripping tightly on her thighs. " Damn, " he groaned while gyrating his hips in a circular motion feeling her acrylics graze his lower abdomen with his quick reflex he grasped her wrist together lifting them over her head. " you gon' take this shit " picking up the pace he lazily dropped her other thigh that he'd had in his over hand placing it onto the counter.

As he pulled in and out Aysa sucked his pipe back into her hungry hole, moaning and whimpering as his curved pole hit her G-spot repetitively. Squeezing with all her might she tried to release her wrist from his grip which wasn't work not one bit. " Daddy! Please let me go " looking up at him with her doll-like eyes Benji looked down just to chuckle softly only to quicken his strokes. Yelping loudly Aysa's legs began to shake and her bottom lip quivered as her squirt started to leak out rapidly. " Damn! Daddy got that pussy squirting " Benji laughed staring at his overwhelmed girlfriend as her eyes began to look drowsy.

" you finna cum – hm? " he teased before slamming hard and deep stopping not making any sudden movements.

" OH MY GOSH!! " cumming at the same time with one other, Benji's white-painted Aysa's walls.

Removing his pipe from her pussy he looked mesmerized at how drenched his pole was as while was his white tee, Aysa's inner thigh was painted with a mix of both their juices as she pushed out his nut. " I ain't trynna be a momma, " she joked then lowering his head bring him into a heated kiss.


















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