[ She actually had to briefly stop what she was doing then, leaning her head against his chest and giggling for longer than the joke probably deserved.
Blame the endorphins. ]
Shakespeare, eat your heart out.
[ She turned around on top of him to face away from him, giving him an excellent view of where he was wanting to bury himself as she bent over to lick aforementioned blue balls, fingers wrapping around his cock to stroke it at the same time. ]
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Blame the endorphins. ]
Shakespeare, eat your heart out.
[ She turned around on top of him to face away from him, giving him an excellent view of where he was wanting to bury himself as she bent over to lick aforementioned blue balls, fingers wrapping around his cock to stroke it at the same time. ]