 When images Jake was finally down to just his shorts, Ruthanne reached out stopping him and whispered, "Let me , it's my package ." With trembling hands she tugged the white cotton briefs over his powerful thighs, letting his hard cock bounce free in front of her hungry eyes. Looking up into his face and mouthing the words, "I love you," she leaned forward and took him gently images into her warm mouth. Jake's head was spinning like a kid's top as his orally addicted young wife sucked and licked his pecker like it was the last cock on earth. His legs buckled several times as she brought him perilously close to orgasm , only to slow and vary her speed, allowing his passion to recede just enough to keep his sperm safely in its sack. "Y-you're driving me crazy," he panted, "please let me cum, I can't stand it anymore." Now the pixie in her showed through as she asked innocently, "Did you miss me last night?.?" "Jesus, Ruthie," he moaned, "don't fuck around , I'm in agony here." "Hmmm ," she replied between velvety licks on his head, "you seem all right to me, now answer my question, did you miss me last night.?."
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