Title: Manhattan Mary.
Posted On: 2013-03-29 17:26:45 UTC

Paperwork all over the floor, door wide open. Swinging apart the curtains to see if the couples window from across the street is open. Did you wash your panties before you came home or were you cumming as you came home. The sight of shirts being ripped off from being apart all day, the unbuckle of his belt, the massaging of her cup shaped breast. So free to look, so free to touch just caress your cleavage and chest. Hands in her hair kisses, pocket crotch grips, touch your pearl and make your toes curl. Manhattan Manhattan what have you done to the Mary of the 8th floor. Half an hour goes by, legs spread apart in front of Manhattan. Your arm is tired from the entertainment of Manhattan. Love yourself to the couple loving each other. They'll never know what goes on on the 8th floor in Manhattan. You feel it, feel that rush, hair pulling, ass smacking, breast gripping, it never fails to get you off the second time of the day. Your back is starting to arch, faster, you're so free, baby be loud, let it all release. May that waterfall drip now rest that dripping peach.

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