Women With Hairy Muffs II

Love the smell and softness as resting my face between their legs. Slowly flicking my tongue across them in appreciation
I know what you mean,
with me once I get down between her legs, time stops having any meaning at all. The only thing that matters is her pleasure and that intoxicating taste she keeps pumping out.
 
I know what you mean,
with me once I get down between her legs, time stops having any meaning at all. The only thing that matters is her pleasure and that intoxicating taste she keeps pumping out.
OMG, Yes. When I am between a womans legs all though of myself washes away. There is only her.
 
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