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I, having ceased to caress the edge of the ear, took her by the throat and, removing her face from the member, began to bring it closer to hers.
She obediently stretched to my mouth, at the same time getting up from the floor, climbed on me, hugging her hips.
She first licked my nipples, kissed them, then, beginning to kiss her chest and neck, began to rise to the face.
Clasping my neck and merging with me in a passionate kiss, strongly clung to me.
I put one hand on the waist, the other on the ass strongly pressed her to him.

The head of the penis rested in the tummy and, clinging to the navel, slightly elozil on it.
I felt her hot body, deep breathing and when I realized that I had to start, then lifting her ass and moving my panties wet from arousal, I tried to insert a member between my lips.
But he did not find the way.
Then Eleanor, taking it with her hand, sent it to her cave and sat down.

Wet vagina slowly began to absorb the long-awaited guest.
Despite the years, it was quite close.
I felt with my head every millimeter of the way I traveled, felt with what tenderness, the muscles of an excited vagina move apart, as they gently envelop my cock.
When, pressing on the ass, I realized that my dignity was completely lost in the womb of Eleanor, we all exhaled.
She lifted her head slightly.
This was enough for me to begin to cover her neck, shoulders and chest with gentle kisses.
Strongly squeezing her ass buns, I began to quietly move it on myself.
The woman also wanted me.
I felt how, straining her hips, she herself was already standing on me.
Sometimes stopping, she accepted, moving only her booty to rub the clitoris on the base of my cock.
Freed from the need to fuck, I began to stroke and caress her body, studying the back, waist, legs.
Stroking the legs in stockings and reaching the shoes, was pleasantly pleased that she did not throw them off.

Eleanor pressed my face to her chest.
Our pussies, uttering chomping sounds fucked.
And I, caressing my ass, touched the tip of my index finger to the hole of her ass.
She was wet, but it seemed to me firm.
I stroked it a little, moving my finger between the buttocks.
Stopping, Eleanor, holding her hands, she spread her ass halves, giving space to my finger.
I began to make circular movements around the hole, and, feeling that she was relaxed, I inserted my finger there to the full length.
A sigh of pleasure arose over my ear.
She began to move on me again, and I began to help, holding her by the thigh.
My finger felt what was going on in Ali’s vagina.
I felt the translational movement of the head, I even groped blood flow on the trunk of the penis.
And the woman, moaning, increased the pace.
She was already howling softly.
I patted Eleanor on the back, raised my hand and tried to unbutton the bra.
She resisted.

I, knowing about her age approximately, guessed why, but decided to insist and nevertheless pulled it off.
“What a beautiful bosom,” in an effort to reassure a woman, I licked her nipple.
Sucking, I felt how quickly this bead hardens.
Eleanor was already very excited and much ohala, sitting down on the penis and finger.
As soon as I touched the tip of my second nipple, the woman froze for a second and screamed, suddenly began to convulse in her orgasm.
She was shaking like a spasm, she squeezed my head tightly in her arms, she wagged her ass sitting on the penis, she squeezed my boyfriend’s vagina to hellish pain.
I sucked her breasts and moved my dick, trying to extend such a stormy and long orgasm.
She went quiet for a while on me.
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