I don’t know why, but I’ve been thinking about my Lilburn Cougar quite a bit lately. Hell, I jumped up from a dream she was in just days ago, and I texted her to be sure she was fine.
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Anyway, My Cougar sort of favors the lady in the middle pic, but she has the body of the Redhead that’s busting that pussy open on the couch. As you can see, My Lilburn PAWG is a THICKUM. And now, I can’t help thinking about the barreling action I provided her backside on numerous occasions. I can’t help focusing on how I held her waist and pounded against her sweet holes doggy style. Please believe: she welcomed the bludgeoning so much so that she’d squirt on my black cock even when she didn’t want to. She always told me that she didn’t like letting go the way she often did with me, but I encouraged my dear sweetheart to be herself. I was just caught up in being behind such a part of her sweet frame that I could barely hold on to my sanity. I’d bob and weave in that rump and pull away to avoid the intensity and possible emptying of all of myself into her anal or slit pool. Sometimes I’d pull her over to her back and wreak havoc on that tender clit; that’s what she really needed me for. She communicated that no one ate at her lovely pebble the way I did. And, she’d grow frustrated if I didn’t show that sprouting bud the attention it warranted. I’d nibble on the female erection and be drawn into the likes of, “Maurice! Oh baby, what are you doing to me?” and “Damn, baby!” Read more »