Petite asian cutie
Written on April 10, 2009
petite asian slut She remained arched like that for what seemed a long time, thought I knew even then it was less than ten seconds. But she was so rigid that I was afraid to touch her; she might shatter. Every muscle and ligament in her lovely body was taut and clearly outlined. Then she sucked in a long breath, with a sound like tearing wool. Her hips jerked violently, then her thighs trembled and she collapsed back on the bed, shuddering uncontrollably. Her belly was rippling wildly and from between the lips of her cunt -- which, astonishingly, looked almost as if nothing had happened -- thick juice drooled, soaking the sheets, the blankets and the mattress.