Creampie Hardcore

My undressing was a tangled dance of intense action and comedic grace. My glasses were carried away by my sweater, and my pants were hung up on my raging hard penis. But despite the apparent clumsiness, I was unclothed and gliding my tongue from her ankle upwards in no time at all.

"Come fuck me" I heard her murmur. I was licking her ankle and moving upwards - unable to see much past her open sex, which was still oozing clear thick spunk. I moved higher, and she giggled and twitched as I passed her knees.

My hands caressed up and down her thighs until they found more rivulets of creampie hardcore that had already made their way down. I moved my tongue over to one of these "snail trails" and began licking upwards, tasting the salty and sticky stuff as I moved higher.

"I need you to fuck me!" - her requests were becoming more urgent, but I was not going to be denied at least a taste or creampie hardcore. I moved my mouth purposefully towards her quim and opening my mouth wide, engaged her whole sex in a sloppy kiss.